[He's right. It is important. And though Geralt will never say it and Jaskier can only convince others of it through song, he has seen the merits. Geralt is not a hero. Jaskier certainly isn't, either. But he knows, in the aftereffects of Geralt's actions and his songs, that some out there, maybe, could be convinced he was. Though one needn't be a heroic to perform an act of heroics.

This was certainly not what he imagined any potential conversation to turn into. He wonders now how much Geralt has seen of this side of Sam. Perhaps not as much, considering he doubts sitting down and having long conversations was encouraged out on that mountain.]

Oh, don't apologize! That implies there was a mistake. There was none here. [Now, with the ice being broken, so to speak, he doesn't hesitate to lean forward and pat Sam's knee to emphasize his point. No, this was very insightful. It was... enjoyable. For a while, he could forget the situation he was in. He smiles, matching Sam's, though far less bashful. How queer, how genuine he was in his reactions.]

Jinx us, you say? Like a curse? [Because it was spoken about? How interesting. Was Sam the superstitious kind?] I'd hate to do that.

[Our people. Now that is especially interesting.] Is your plan to save them all, then? I'm getting the sense you balk at the idea at leaving anyone behind.