[ Ciri rests her cheek on his shoulder for a little while, feeling the last of the tension draining out of her. Finally, she pulls back, gracing Jaskier's bit of humor with a laugh. ]

Yes, I can see that. He's rather... enthusiastic. [ Jayce is a nice fellow, and she appreciates his gift and apparent undying gratitude, but as Viktor had said, he is a bit on the oblivious side.

Ciri sets her sword aside for now, shaking her head fondly at Jaskier's dramatics. It's comforting. ]

First, I need a bath. I must smell appalling.

...though I wouldn't say no to a bit of mead in the tub, come to think of it. If relaxing is the idea.