(yennefer isn't even sure she'd know how to recognize it if she did have it, let alone trust it. she long stopped allowing herself to hope for things, all it leads to is sadness and disappointment. over and over again she has learned the same lesson, the world is harsh and cruel. she cannot trust anyone but herself.
but she wants to. in spite of everything she has experienced behind all her hard exteriors, she wants to be loved. she wants it almost desperately. she had told geralt once, before it all went to shit, that she dreamed of being important to someone. it's all she's ever wanted, really.
that hasn't changed. and maybe that's why jaskier's words of anger had cut as deep as they did -- because perhaps she was not special to him the way tech or ava or geralt were she had thought -- well she's not sure what she thought, but to find it falling apart had hurt more than she expected.)
[He could try to rouse another answer out of her possibly. Jaskier's almost certain if he pointed out that the Yennefer of Vengerberg he knows doesn't settle for anything less than what she wants, that would bring out more of her usual fire. If he pressed harder by trying to get her to align more with the factual nature of his prediction, she'd either argue with him or scoff.]
[But the response Jaskier receives from her now is... It's softer than either of those. More vulnerable. More honest. He wouldn't change that or try to push her further into a belief she can't hold yet. Still, a smile tugs at his lips for just a moment. Softer and kinder than she's likely used to receiving. More honest, too. It's hard not to when she offers that vulnerability despite all her instincts and he understands just how hard it is for her to do that. Especially after the way he's behaved.]
[It's now, for the first time, Jaskier finally feels as though things can be okay between them again.]
Well! [he says abruptly, the smile vanishing and being replaced with a put-upon sigh.] Considering you've demonstrated once again what a layabout you are, I've quite the list of things to fetch for you now. Best I get to it or nothing will get done around here.
You know, Yennefer, one of these days, you might have to lift a finger. Gods forbid, even break a sweat every now and again!
(illusionary magic and all that. it's very useful. never mind that very soon she will be ill and sweaty -- she doesn't know that yet. for now she's content with some return to normalcy -- while not questioning too hard how spending time with jaskier became normal to her. or how it is easier to be vulnerable with him that it is most people.
even after he hurt like he did. and he did hurt her. but he had no agenda to apologize to her either -- no motives that she can sniff out beyond simply wanting to make things right between them.
that's a new one. but still, she waves her hand, as if dismissing him.)
But we shouldn't waste anymore time, you've put me behind schedule enough as it is.
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Perhaps.
(yennefer isn't even sure she'd know how to recognize it if she did have it, let alone trust it. she long stopped allowing herself to hope for things, all it leads to is sadness and disappointment. over and over again she has learned the same lesson, the world is harsh and cruel. she cannot trust anyone but herself.
but she wants to. in spite of everything she has experienced behind all her hard exteriors, she wants to be loved. she wants it almost desperately. she had told geralt once, before it all went to shit, that she dreamed of being important to someone. it's all she's ever wanted, really.
that hasn't changed. and maybe that's why jaskier's words of anger had cut as deep as they did -- because perhaps she was not special to him the way tech or ava or geralt were she had thought -- well she's not sure what she thought, but to find it falling apart had hurt more than she expected.)
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[But the response Jaskier receives from her now is... It's softer than either of those. More vulnerable. More honest. He wouldn't change that or try to push her further into a belief she can't hold yet. Still, a smile tugs at his lips for just a moment. Softer and kinder than she's likely used to receiving. More honest, too. It's hard not to when she offers that vulnerability despite all her instincts and he understands just how hard it is for her to do that. Especially after the way he's behaved.]
[It's now, for the first time, Jaskier finally feels as though things can be okay between them again.]
Well! [he says abruptly, the smile vanishing and being replaced with a put-upon sigh.] Considering you've demonstrated once again what a layabout you are, I've quite the list of things to fetch for you now. Best I get to it or nothing will get done around here.
You know, Yennefer, one of these days, you might have to lift a finger. Gods forbid, even break a sweat every now and again!
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Even if I did sweat, you'd never know, bard.
(illusionary magic and all that. it's very useful. never mind that very soon she will be ill and sweaty -- she doesn't know that yet. for now she's content with some return to normalcy -- while not questioning too hard how spending time with jaskier became normal to her. or how it is easier to be vulnerable with him that it is most people.
even after he hurt like he did. and he did hurt her. but he had no agenda to apologize to her either -- no motives that she can sniff out beyond simply wanting to make things right between them.
that's a new one. but still, she waves her hand, as if dismissing him.)
But we shouldn't waste anymore time, you've put me behind schedule enough as it is.