[More darkspawn, demons, and venatori...but this was Nate's story and there was no point in explaining the horrific details of his own world to Nate. Frightening experiences were not something to compete over, best to listen to the story...
...even if very little of it makes perfect sense...because...no, it doesn't really.
Nate is really drunk though.
Drunk enough that when he mentions Chloe and Elena in the same breath he could almost smell the scandal. No wonder the man was drinking like this, but he made no comment, only raised his eyebrows. Obviously he was a man who loved his wife.
As Nate came to the conclusion of his story, Dorian admittedly hadn't a clue about shithead, dickhead, and trains- but explosions, betrayal, double agents, and projectiles always made any story, no matter how confusing, fascinating. Though this Jeff guy dying and Nate's did inspire an expression of concern, sympathy. It was rare on Dorian and his words tended to belie what he really thought.]
Poor thing, you can lay your head on my shoulder if you want, let it all out.
[But when Nate moved to show Dorian his scar, the mage couldn't help his amusement.]
I'm not kissing your b-
[But when he saw the glass Dorian immediately went for his own neck which was covered in glass that creeped all the way up to his jaw, but was hidden by the high collar of his robe and a well turned head.
He poked the circle of glass, gently, knowing his own jaw was fragile if not flexible.]
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[More darkspawn, demons, and venatori...but this was Nate's story and there was no point in explaining the horrific details of his own world to Nate. Frightening experiences were not something to compete over, best to listen to the story...
...even if very little of it makes perfect sense...because...no, it doesn't really.
Nate is really drunk though.
Drunk enough that when he mentions Chloe and Elena in the same breath he could almost smell the scandal. No wonder the man was drinking like this, but he made no comment, only raised his eyebrows. Obviously he was a man who loved his wife.
As Nate came to the conclusion of his story, Dorian admittedly hadn't a clue about shithead, dickhead, and trains- but explosions, betrayal, double agents, and projectiles always made any story, no matter how confusing, fascinating. Though this Jeff guy dying and Nate's did inspire an expression of concern, sympathy. It was rare on Dorian and his words tended to belie what he really thought.]
Poor thing, you can lay your head on my shoulder if you want, let it all out.
[But when Nate moved to show Dorian his scar, the mage couldn't help his amusement.]
I'm not kissing your b-
[But when he saw the glass Dorian immediately went for his own neck which was covered in glass that creeped all the way up to his jaw, but was hidden by the high collar of his robe and a well turned head.
He poked the circle of glass, gently, knowing his own jaw was fragile if not flexible.]
Is that the only spot, Nate?