[He thinks it's best he announces his presence rather than simply making himself at home at her table like he normally might. Once Yennefer's eyes lift from the book in front of her, Jaskier holds his hands up, palms facing her to be on the safe side. Because he doesn't anticipate Yennefer to be pleased to see him. In fact, he's anticipating the opposite and stays at his respectful distance as though it would somehow make a difference if she really wanted to lash out at him.]
I know I'm the last person you want to see. [He says it matter-of-fact rather than out of self-pity. After the things he said to Yennefer, he wouldn't want to see him either.] I'm just asking for five minutes—three if you're feeling understandably less charitable—and then if you want to slap me again, throw me into a bookshelf, or turn me into... [Jaskier shakes his head a little with a wave of his hand.] I don't know, a flea or something, that's fine. Can't promise I'll accept it with any semblance of dignity, [he says with a small, weak smile,] but I'll accept it.
[Jaskier doesn't bother with asking her to hear him out. She's really under no obligation to do any such thing if she doesn't want to, but he also feels that's priming for an excuse to be made when that's not his intention in coming here. If anything, it's the exact opposite of what he wants to do. Jaskier's had a lot of time to stew in his anger since he last saw Yennefer and in doing so, also think about it, too. He knows he was wrong. He's known for a long time he was wrong. But it was hard at first to let go of that feeling of justification in the wake of Yennefer's returned venom and that slap to the face. And then it was a challenge to even conceive how to apologize to her in a way that she could hear because... Well, he knew Yennefer's own harsh words and accusations and that slap to the face were because of just how far over the line Jaskier went, how deeply he managed to pick at and wound her. It's also not so much their habit to apologize to one another. Not so directly anyway.]
[But Jaskier knows it's what Yennefer deserves. This isn't something he could ever conceivably make up for by returning to her side, acting as though nothing ever even happened, and plying her with gifts. Even if Yennefer might have a preference for that as he suspects she might, Jaskier firmly believes she deserves better than that. He needs to do better than that.]
a handful of days before g man starts raining fire on everyone's heads
[He thinks it's best he announces his presence rather than simply making himself at home at her table like he normally might. Once Yennefer's eyes lift from the book in front of her, Jaskier holds his hands up, palms facing her to be on the safe side. Because he doesn't anticipate Yennefer to be pleased to see him. In fact, he's anticipating the opposite and stays at his respectful distance as though it would somehow make a difference if she really wanted to lash out at him.]
I know I'm the last person you want to see. [He says it matter-of-fact rather than out of self-pity. After the things he said to Yennefer, he wouldn't want to see him either.] I'm just asking for five minutes—three if you're feeling understandably less charitable—and then if you want to slap me again, throw me into a bookshelf, or turn me into... [Jaskier shakes his head a little with a wave of his hand.] I don't know, a flea or something, that's fine. Can't promise I'll accept it with any semblance of dignity, [he says with a small, weak smile,] but I'll accept it.
[Jaskier doesn't bother with asking her to hear him out. She's really under no obligation to do any such thing if she doesn't want to, but he also feels that's priming for an excuse to be made when that's not his intention in coming here. If anything, it's the exact opposite of what he wants to do. Jaskier's had a lot of time to stew in his anger since he last saw Yennefer and in doing so, also think about it, too. He knows he was wrong. He's known for a long time he was wrong. But it was hard at first to let go of that feeling of justification in the wake of Yennefer's returned venom and that slap to the face. And then it was a challenge to even conceive how to apologize to her in a way that she could hear because... Well, he knew Yennefer's own harsh words and accusations and that slap to the face were because of just how far over the line Jaskier went, how deeply he managed to pick at and wound her. It's also not so much their habit to apologize to one another. Not so directly anyway.]
[But Jaskier knows it's what Yennefer deserves. This isn't something he could ever conceivably make up for by returning to her side, acting as though nothing ever even happened, and plying her with gifts. Even if Yennefer might have a preference for that as he suspects she might, Jaskier firmly believes she deserves better than that. He needs to do better than that.]