[It takes effort, mostly because the mage could hardly find the motivation to move, but he does pull himself out of bed to open the door and because it's Kazuhira he'll even stand there to make himself more obvious.
Now that's love.
Dorian's been so preoccupied with his own internal struggles that much has escaped his notice, including the absence of others, he hasn't exactly been in the frame of mind to do a roll call.
That...and the idea of someone not being present would only distress him further, being on the verge of irritable is such an inconvenience. Of course seeing Kazuhira does go a long way in curing that irritation as it usually does, especially when it appears that he's not the only one having a difficult time of it.
There is an urge, a very strong urge to help the man, to move towards him and slide one arm around his midsection and steadily guide him, but the mage is keenly aware of a little thing called pride. Especially when he was so insistent on the fact that Kazuhira's lost limbs had really taken nothing from him...nothing that mattered anyway.]
and because neurology is a special kind of hell, I'm quite late
Now that's love.
Dorian's been so preoccupied with his own internal struggles that much has escaped his notice, including the absence of others, he hasn't exactly been in the frame of mind to do a roll call.
That...and the idea of someone not being present would only distress him further, being on the verge of irritable is such an inconvenience. Of course seeing Kazuhira does go a long way in curing that irritation as it usually does, especially when it appears that he's not the only one having a difficult time of it.
There is an urge, a very strong urge to help the man, to move towards him and slide one arm around his midsection and steadily guide him, but the mage is keenly aware of a little thing called pride. Especially when he was so insistent on the fact that Kazuhira's lost limbs had really taken nothing from him...nothing that mattered anyway.]
Always a sight for sore eyes.