Jaskier cut himself short. First of all, it was a silly thing to get offended about because if he had been too obvious in the beginning, Geralt likely would have gutted him. And Wesley didn't really know them or the world they came from, which was a weirdly easy thing for Jaskier to forget. He composed himself and started over.
"We met in a tavern. I'm a bard, you see," which was painfully not obvious with Jaskier and his very modern clothes, "And I was in the middle of performing when suddenly, I saw him across the room -- Imagine this: the most handsome man you've ever seen in your life and he has the audacity to ignore you. Well, I couldn't have that. So I did what anyone would do in that position and.. invited myself over to his table."
Jaskier paused, reaching out and poking the valet attendant on their way in. The attendant gave Jaskier a questioning look, which the bard ignored and moved on. Hey, he had to make sure the staff was real and not secretly ghosts..
"Do you have witchers where you come from, Wesley? No one seems to have heard of them around the Plaza, so I gather they're not extremely common elsewhere. They're not even common where I come from. Which is why I thought it would be fascinating to follow Geralt around and write songs about him. I never thought I'd fall in love with him, though."
Jaskier's face gave away that he was shocked with himself for that last sentence. It wasn't that it was untrue. Very much the opposite. He had just never said it out loud before. Quick, change the subject - "What about you, Wesley? Do you have a lover? Has anyone caught your eye?"
By 'anyone', Jaskier meant 'Ciri'. But honestly, Jaskier wasn't sure what the story was there. They could have just been friends. Or something more. And while the bard did like to know Ciri's business, he also wasn't about to go prying into her life without permission. ..but if Wesley brought it up on his own, was it really considered to be prying?