"That works," Jaskier decided. "As long as you don't decide to make me walk home or something." Because he wouldn't put it past Geralt. Though he wasn't planning on getting that drunk.
....he rarely planned on getting drunk, though.
Of course Jaskier remembered how Geralt liked to ride. Which was why he had opted to use at least one hand to hold on to the man in front of him. He didn't feel like falling off NotYet!Roach.
"You know, it wasn't a race to get here," he said, once they were in front of Homebrew.