[ Despite his own bitching and bluster, Jaskier swiftly joins in with knocking it down a peg, his brows furrowing low as he listens to the tale of a man losing his... friend? child? companion? ]

They sent in a replacement so quick?

[ And he's that dumb replacement, exhausted and in desperate need of a nap, and yet aware enough of loss to understand the importance of time in these matters. ]

Perhaps I could find an inn to rest at instead? No need for you to take care of anything in your companion's room.