Dorian manages a quiet chuckle at that little tease, head tipping to one side to concede the point.
Dorian can still very much be a melodramatic little shit, but these days, he's far less destructive about it.
"Oh, please, don't get the wrong idea." There's a laugh in his voice, and his lips curl into a small smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "I'd hate for you to think of me as reasonable or responsible. I had plenty of unhealthy coping mechanisms at work at the time, as well."
His glove adjustments are as complete as they can be, and he forces his hands to settle back on his lap.
"As much as I enjoy discussing myself, there are other matters to attend to." He turns a little, frowning at the Bull. "The matter of your well being, for instance. How are you feeling?"
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Dorian can still very much be a melodramatic little shit, but these days, he's far less destructive about it.
"Oh, please, don't get the wrong idea." There's a laugh in his voice, and his lips curl into a small smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "I'd hate for you to think of me as reasonable or responsible. I had plenty of unhealthy coping mechanisms at work at the time, as well."
His glove adjustments are as complete as they can be, and he forces his hands to settle back on his lap.
"As much as I enjoy discussing myself, there are other matters to attend to." He turns a little, frowning at the Bull. "The matter of your well being, for instance. How are you feeling?"