"As if I could ask you to follow me into that kind of danger." It's a token sort of protest, because Dorian knows he's not the only one of them who's impossibly stubborn-- nor would he be able to weather being apart for so long, not again, not when they've already spent the better part of two years apart from Dorian's perspective. Letters were hardly enough to make up for the time they'd lost.
He sighs in turn, letting his brow rest against Brennan's, setting his jaw as he refuses to pull away, letting warmth and closeness comfort him instead, silence settling over the pair of them for a few short moments.
"It's not a concern as long as we're here," he agrees softly, "But there is more that you should know, amatus."
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He sighs in turn, letting his brow rest against Brennan's, setting his jaw as he refuses to pull away, letting warmth and closeness comfort him instead, silence settling over the pair of them for a few short moments.
"It's not a concern as long as we're here," he agrees softly, "But there is more that you should know, amatus."