[ The Western Approach is no one's idea of a picnic. The place is as full of things that want to eat or kill them as any other, and not necessarily in that order. It isn't quite concern, but there's a faint crease in his brow just the same. ]
Well. Here I am.
[ The words come in a low rumble, his gaze fixing steady on Dorian as one hand lifts, thumb straying against the sharp edge of his jaw, now clean-shaven. ]
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[ The Western Approach is no one's idea of a picnic. The place is as full of things that want to eat or kill them as any other, and not necessarily in that order. It isn't quite concern, but there's a faint crease in his brow just the same. ]
Well. Here I am.
[ The words come in a low rumble, his gaze fixing steady on Dorian as one hand lifts, thumb straying against the sharp edge of his jaw, now clean-shaven. ]