"I don't need or want your pity or your sympathy. I'm offering by way of an explanation. You keep trying to transpose your world's values onto this place and it's going to get you in trouble." Jason snorts. "Believe me, there are people here with less patience for that than me. And there are people who aren't paid to tolerate it like I am."

He takes a step towards Dorian and takes his cigarette from his mouth with another drag, then taps that glowing electric tip against the end of Dorian's nose. "So stop interfering and fussing."