That's a bit closer to the truth than Dorian was trying for, and Dorian immediately winces with it.
"I suppose it's a better way to pass the time than most things," he offers, forcing a sort of grudging delivery. "Maybe not every hour of the day, but some of them."
Dorian expects some sort of rejoinder – another attempt at keeping the conversation going, as halfhearted or forced as it may be – but he receives only silence in response. He waits for another second before quietly venturing, "Bull?"
Another beat of silence before the Bull finally responds – and the fact that the man hasn't responded to what Dorian said doesn't miss his notice. He bites on his lower lip again before he finally lets the levity drop his voice.
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That's a bit closer to the truth than Dorian was trying for, and Dorian immediately winces with it.
"I suppose it's a better way to pass the time than most things," he offers, forcing a sort of grudging delivery. "Maybe not every hour of the day, but some of them."
Dorian expects some sort of rejoinder – another attempt at keeping the conversation going, as halfhearted or forced as it may be – but he receives only silence in response. He waits for another second before quietly venturing, "Bull?"
Another beat of silence before the Bull finally responds – and the fact that the man hasn't responded to what Dorian said doesn't miss his notice. He bites on his lower lip again before he finally lets the levity drop his voice.
"Bull, tell me truthfully how you are."