I know it’s been said but I’ll say it again: “She’s A God” by Neck Deep is Jester LavorreXLiterally Anyone. It is simply written about her by everyone who meets her

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I know it’s been said but I’ll say it again: “She’s A God” by Neck Deep is Jester LavorreXLiterally Anyone. It is simply written about her by everyone who meets her
Jester's reaction
Okay. While I do LOVE all the heartbroken-Jester stories/theories after the events in Episode 40, I'm starting to prefer wanting to see a nonchalant-Jester in Episode 41.
I imagine her going, "You've had sex!!", the minute she sees him. And then go, "I'm sorry you didn't have a good time, Fjord. I've seen my mama's clients' face after spending the night with her. Your face last night was NOT IT."
Critical Role Crack (set after a time Beau helps Caleb)
Caleb: (internally) Can not say the sentence without it being weird. Whispers action to Jester
Jester: (walking straight up to Yasha with everyone there) Caleb says your clothes would look great at the floor of Beau's bed
Yasha: Um I yea um
Beau: ...CALEB ARE YOU FLIRTING WITH YASHA THROUGH JESTER FOR ME
Caleb: (red faced)Ja my name was not suppose to be mentioned.
Beau: Hey Jester wouldn't want you to be the odd one out. I'm sure your clothes would look great on the floor of Fjord's bed.
Fjord: Wait a minute what.
Molly: Sounds like an excellent idea. Don't worry about me I'm sure I can find a bed my clothes would look great at the floor of.
Nott: (Seeing Fjord and Yasha confused, Jester and Beau happy and confused trying to talk to their crushes, Molly ecstatic, and Caleb trying to blend in with the wall) Everyone here is a child. We are doomed.