Did anyone really need Geralt in their lives? Well, Jaskier tried his best to think he didn’t. He didn’t need the other man, and no, he didn’t feel betrayed at all.

Who was he kidding? That’s why he was singing that Burn, Butcher, Burn song in that tiny inn.

And when he was done, grimacing and walking to the bar, you saw his face. “One ale, please— I’ll need it.” he said, rubbing his eyebrows.

No, he didn’t need Geralt.