"Your staff?" the Bull says, voice getting proportionally as loud as Dorian's got quiet. It's a shame he can't see Dorian's face right now - keeping their faces covered is too important to take any of that cloth off even for a second, but still, he bets Dorian's expression right now would do a lot to settle - or at least distract - the Bull's mind. "Yeah, I bet that is pretty exquisite, huh? Not what I'm thinking of, but still, pretty good guess. It's good to hear you have that healthy self image going after all. Good for you, big guy. So, you want to keep going? What other parts of you do you think fit that description?"