His eyes moved quickly over the man, deciding after a beat that he appeared physically well, then he moved closer, leaning against the banister beside him.
Dorian might not have remembered him, but he certainly remembered the mage. It took time, he knew, to bring up the other sort of hurts. The ones Dorian liked to pretend weren't there.
The words, cutting beneath the surface.
So, instead of asking what he really wanted to, he threaded his hands over the railing and said instead, "But at least with this lot I don't have to worry about getting poison in my dinner for using the wrong spoon."
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His eyes moved quickly over the man, deciding after a beat that he appeared physically well, then he moved closer, leaning against the banister beside him.
Dorian might not have remembered him, but he certainly remembered the mage. It took time, he knew, to bring up the other sort of hurts. The ones Dorian liked to pretend weren't there.
The words, cutting beneath the surface.
So, instead of asking what he really wanted to, he threaded his hands over the railing and said instead, "But at least with this lot I don't have to worry about getting poison in my dinner for using the wrong spoon."