[His family and him. Orym is realizing how incredibly unlikely it is that they even met to begin with given who Dorian is. Who Orym is. But somehow they did, and even if all this just adds to the list in Orym's head about why Dorian could never return his feelings -- feelings that he knows he shouldn't have, but does anyway.

At least he can be with him like this though, for as long as it lasts.]

You sort of had the air of nobility, you know. But... [He reaches a hand of his own out to settle against the other man's chest right above his heart.] ...gentler and kinder than a lot of people I've met who come from that kind of station. [Dorian never treated him like lesser, or like he was nothing more than a purchased commodity that he was entitled to. Instead it had all been tenderness and genuine sweetness and here's Orym, head over heels and so, so out of his league.]