[He does. He roped Dorian in to tracking down Will's murderers, because he'd come to trust the bard and Fearne like no one else he'd met since that terrible day.]
I felt like I was too damaged to say anything.
[A broken thing shattered by that tragedy. Dorian deserved better, than a heart that had been shattered and put back together with string and vines.]
I'm not broken any more. [Not with this entity inside him. There was no room any longer for grief or broken hearts. He would fix this world the same way that he had been fixed.
He eases that shirt up and off, letting it slip off the side of the bed, hand settling against Dorian's heart.]
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I know.
[He does. He roped Dorian in to tracking down Will's murderers, because he'd come to trust the bard and Fearne like no one else he'd met since that terrible day.]
I felt like I was too damaged to say anything.
[A broken thing shattered by that tragedy. Dorian deserved better, than a heart that had been shattered and put back together with string and vines.]
I'm not broken any more. [Not with this entity inside him. There was no room any longer for grief or broken hearts. He would fix this world the same way that he had been fixed.
He eases that shirt up and off, letting it slip off the side of the bed, hand settling against Dorian's heart.]