Well, you could judge me, but you wouldn't find me lacking. You won't find a mistake.

[ He may not accept pay for his work anymore, but a man still has his pride. All of that bravado just sort of wheezes out of him as Jaskier brings the subject back 'round to the thing he's been trying really, really hard not to think about, lips thinning, expression thunderous. ]

Yeah, guess you'd call him a friend. He's a kid from home I'd been -- [ hasn't Angus been taking care of him more than the other way around? ] -- taking care of, past couple of years. He got ported out. Thought maybe he'd come back.

Instead they sent you to take his room. Haven't even cleaned out his shit yet. Which means you'll have to deal with it for a few nights before we get it taken care of.