[ That gets a huff of complaint, Dorian's fingers splaying, but by the time Bull lifts his head, showing his teeth, the last of his own smile is being ushered away, still evident as a trace in his eyes. ]
Certainly not until I remember how walking works, no.
[ And Dorian, ultimately, doesn't mind the mess either, in the same way he didn't mind his clothing getting torn, but Maker help Bull if the murder of an enemy beneath his axe gets blood splatter on Dorian's robes the next time they're fighting together.
He makes a soft sound as Bull withdraws, and as if by magnetism, settles in as Bull settles, a hand resting splayed on the wide span of his chest. There's a complaining crinkle at his brow as his body sorts out what aches in new ways, but nothing about his body language speaks to recoil or aggravation, muscles lax and long. ]
Don't fall in love with anyone while I'm away, [ he says, lazy and quiet. It sounds like a line, something he might have said before. ] I might yet have use for you.
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Certainly not until I remember how walking works, no.
[ And Dorian, ultimately, doesn't mind the mess either, in the same way he didn't mind his clothing getting torn, but Maker help Bull if the murder of an enemy beneath his axe gets blood splatter on Dorian's robes the next time they're fighting together.
He makes a soft sound as Bull withdraws, and as if by magnetism, settles in as Bull settles, a hand resting splayed on the wide span of his chest. There's a complaining crinkle at his brow as his body sorts out what aches in new ways, but nothing about his body language speaks to recoil or aggravation, muscles lax and long. ]
Don't fall in love with anyone while I'm away, [ he says, lazy and quiet. It sounds like a line, something he might have said before. ] I might yet have use for you.