[Orym finds himself looking up at Dorian. And like this, with the soft light reflecting behind him, dressed in white and adorned in flowers and gold, Dorian looks like something out of a divine vision.
Orym's breath catches, and he tries to pass it off as just having had the breath knocked out of him.]
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Date: 2023-07-06 05:01 am (UTC)Orym's breath catches, and he tries to pass it off as just having had the breath knocked out of him.]
Yup. I'm good. We can't go that way.
[He's just. Going to lie here for a second.]