“Dandelion,” Rience finally spoke, slipping his hand back into the pocket of his sepia-coloured tunic, “answer my questions. Please. I have to know the answer. It’s incredibly important to me. To you, too, believe me, because if you answer of your own free will then—” “Then what?” A hideous grimace crept over Rience’s narrow lips. “Then I won’t have to force you to speak.”
Jaskier + body language (surviving interrogation) (knowing everything about Geralt and Ciri)