Indeed, Dorian did have the advantage, though his easy smile suggested harmlessness akin to a housecat. "Dorian." Once introductions settled, Dorian's gaze widened slightly, acknowledging not only Dantalion but also the peculiar cocoon of bodies draped over the Ancient.
"Perhaps I have caught you at a bad time, but I have a request I trust only you to fulfill." His words carried a nuanced confidence, a recognition of Danta's unique capabilities. Dorian didn't mind who heard what he needed. "Your finest drink—" The words were unhurried, and though unspoken, the subtle parting of his lips into a smile suggested the implicit expectation for nothing less than excellence. "-and a room with a bath drawn so that I might wash the day off of me. So to speak."
Smirking at his own jest with a humour that conspicuously avoided his eyes, Dorian skillfully maintained an unwavering focus on Danta. Even as the supple bodies in the Ancient's lap contorted and vied for his notice, Dorian's gaze remained meticulous, refusing to be swayed by the tempting display before him.
"Perhaps I have caught you at a bad time, but I have a request I trust only you to fulfill." His words carried a nuanced confidence, a recognition of Danta's unique capabilities. Dorian didn't mind who heard what he needed. "Your finest drink—" The words were unhurried, and though unspoken, the subtle parting of his lips into a smile suggested the implicit expectation for nothing less than excellence. "-and a room with a bath drawn so that I might wash the day off of me. So to speak."
Smirking at his own jest with a humour that conspicuously avoided his eyes, Dorian skillfully maintained an unwavering focus on Danta. Even as the supple bodies in the Ancient's lap contorted and vied for his notice, Dorian's gaze remained meticulous, refusing to be swayed by the tempting display before him.
The high indifference some call fate
But we had names more intimate
But we had names more intimate
