"All I know is what you told me," Dorian reminds him gently, though there's a mournful note behind his words all the same. "I wasn't with you when you spoke to him, and there wasn't much time to talk due to your needing tending to-- but what you were able to tell me, you didn't seem angry. Concerned. Determined to stop it, but also determined to change his mind."

He frowns again, shaking his head once as he reaches out to lace his fingers through Brennan's, the warm, secure grip as much for him as it was for Brennan himself.

"The impression you gave me was that he seems to think he's righting a great wrong. Even so, we cannot let it come to bear."