[That... sure was disgusted hiss from Viridis. He quickly gathered himself up, barely having the decency to not knock over the chair in the process. He quickly returned to Dorian's side, curling up around the chair and glowering at the metal beast.]

[Gross.]

Surely you would have. It isn't often that you see a man as attractive as I am. [Though he tried to cover it up with faux arrogance, it was clear that Dorian was... surprisingly touched. The skin of his cheeks had darkened slightly, and he wasn't quite meeting Shiro's eyes.]

Still, if that is true, that you wouldn't have lingered, then I thank the Maker for blessing you with such intuition. How lonely things might have been.

[Dorian reached out seeking Shiro's hand, then hesitated for a moment before dropping his arm back to the table. He wanted to ask about the man he was, but he was worried it would once again be treading on ground he shouldn't be on.]

I don't know who you were, but I rather enjoy the man you are now.