This... this wasn't how I wanted... wanted to tell you..
['Oh just kiss him already. This is getting painful to watch.' Orym is beyond worrying about that voice in his head right now. His vision is starting to blur, eyes not quite focused as he looks at Dorian's handsome face.
Then there's that hand and he doesn't have it in him not to turn into the touch. He can see the concern there, wonders at the silence before realizing what Dorian has done with his breath. Oh, oh good, that's right. That's smart. A smile flickers over his lips as he realizes that the bard will be okay. That's a relief.
This is about when consciousness decides it's done with him, and the halfling tips forward into Dorian.]
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['Oh just kiss him already. This is getting painful to watch.' Orym is beyond worrying about that voice in his head right now. His vision is starting to blur, eyes not quite focused as he looks at Dorian's handsome face.
Then there's that hand and he doesn't have it in him not to turn into the touch. He can see the concern there, wonders at the silence before realizing what Dorian has done with his breath. Oh, oh good, that's right. That's smart. A smile flickers over his lips as he realizes that the bard will be okay. That's a relief.
This is about when consciousness decides it's done with him, and the halfling tips forward into Dorian.]