[ Dorian loses track of how many blows he takes, until they all suddenly seem to stop at once. He takes a breath, and even before he hears the voice he already knows what’s happened. ]
Orym…
[ He doesn’t open his eyes, though, but he feels the presence near, feels the arms that come around him and hears the voice - closer now - soothing in his ear. He can’t help leaning a bit into the familiar comfort, even as he worries about the situation now.
He has no sympathy for the Paragon’s Call members, even as he hears one struggling before falling silent. But Orym’s arrival complicates matters, because he knows that he’ll later ask why they had confronted him in the first place.
And if Orym hasn’t suspected him sabotaging things before, Dorian knows he’ll start to if they end up having to talk about it. Because he doesn’t think he’ll be able to lie well enough to cover what he’s been doing. ]
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Orym…
[ He doesn’t open his eyes, though, but he feels the presence near, feels the arms that come around him and hears the voice - closer now - soothing in his ear. He can’t help leaning a bit into the familiar comfort, even as he worries about the situation now.
He has no sympathy for the Paragon’s Call members, even as he hears one struggling before falling silent. But Orym’s arrival complicates matters, because he knows that he’ll later ask why they had confronted him in the first place.
And if Orym hasn’t suspected him sabotaging things before, Dorian knows he’ll start to if they end up having to talk about it. Because he doesn’t think he’ll be able to lie well enough to cover what he’s been doing. ]