I can't say that I'm much better, I ran away from my fiancé...granted we were arranged before either one of us could even speak. Marriage sounds...complicated.

[Doubly so in Dorian's case, but that was beside the point.

Dorian wasn't typically so schmaltzy, but he knew that this wasn't as causal a situation as he made it seem.

Carefully, the mage pulled Nate into the manliest half-hug he could manage considering the man's drunken state. He would blame this on the wine later.

Aaaaaaaand release.]

You love your wife, anyone can see it...when you talk about her you get this look on your face that I can't put a description to, it's almost nauseating...but adorable. Your marriage isn't fake...I've seen plenty of fake marriages, people who stay together for coin, prestige, power, and because it is what is expected of them. My parents can barely tolerate one another, I suspect I was the reason why- coy insults round every corner. They try not to stay in the same room together longer than they can manage, reason why I'm an only child.

[Ruffling Nate's hair.]

You've problems, but some things are not impossible to repair.