Dorian... [Murmured softly as he lets his hands come to settle at Dorian's cheeks, thumbs brushing there, soft and soothing. He leans close to brush their noses together before resting his forehead against Dorian's.]
It's all right. You don't need to worry about me.
[Dorian isn't here to worry about him, and the last thing Orym wants is for this to ruin the other man's time here, especially when he's come back after such a long time.]
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It's all right. You don't need to worry about me.
[Dorian isn't here to worry about him, and the last thing Orym wants is for this to ruin the other man's time here, especially when he's come back after such a long time.]
That's not why you're here.