[Explosives expert catches his attention as something he's not altogether familiar with, but Jaskier doesn't have a chance to ask. At the mention of magic, Jaskier lets a short, dry ha.]
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. [Jaskier shakes his head.] Nope. Uh-uh. No. Absolutely not.
[There's another dry laugh before he actually starts forming more meaningful sentences than the outright denial he's already presented Gokudera with.]
You see, in my experience, [he says, placing a hand to his chest briefly,] magic is not meant to be something you play with like that. I know everyone loves a mage and all their fancy little tricks.
[Jaskier's gaze drifts seemingly elsewhere as he mutters more to himself than speaking to Gokudera,] Provided you're not a terrible she-demon with horrible fashion sense and even worse breath...
[Even if she would be a sight for sore eyes in this sort of situation.]
[He focuses back on Gokudera.]
But magic is not something for someone like me to mess about with regardless of what anyone here says. My lute is the only "magic" I need, [he says, placing a quick hand on the neck of it as it continues to hang behind him on its strap, still grateful to have it back. Jaskier finishes wordlessly with a small, sweeping gesture with his hand before dropping his hand back at his side. The universal no thank you.]
[Even with the rundown of everything that's happening here, Jaskier is not keen at all on learning anything magic-related. And he sure as hell doesn't have any intention of deeply involving himself with anything to do with the very distressing thing in the sky. Even if he's technically woven himself into featuring in stories like that, he's never more than someone who is witness to and surrounded by the heroes to do. And he's more than satisfied with that sort of life.]
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Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. [Jaskier shakes his head.] Nope. Uh-uh. No. Absolutely not.
[There's another dry laugh before he actually starts forming more meaningful sentences than the outright denial he's already presented Gokudera with.]
You see, in my experience, [he says, placing a hand to his chest briefly,] magic is not meant to be something you play with like that. I know everyone loves a mage and all their fancy little tricks.
[Jaskier's gaze drifts seemingly elsewhere as he mutters more to himself than speaking to Gokudera,] Provided you're not a terrible she-demon with horrible fashion sense and even worse breath...
[Even if she would be a sight for sore eyes in this sort of situation.]
[He focuses back on Gokudera.]
But magic is not something for someone like me to mess about with regardless of what anyone here says. My lute is the only "magic" I need, [he says, placing a quick hand on the neck of it as it continues to hang behind him on its strap, still grateful to have it back. Jaskier finishes wordlessly with a small, sweeping gesture with his hand before dropping his hand back at his side. The universal no thank you.]
[Even with the rundown of everything that's happening here, Jaskier is not keen at all on learning anything magic-related. And he sure as hell doesn't have any intention of deeply involving himself with anything to do with the very distressing thing in the sky. Even if he's technically woven himself into featuring in stories like that, he's never more than someone who is witness to and surrounded by the heroes to do. And he's more than satisfied with that sort of life.]