[Well that's... unnerving. He shot a glance to Viridis, hoping for some form of backup. The Serperior rolled its eyes and looked away. Its insinuation was clear enough: 'You're on your own, buddy.' As per usual, Dorian was too proud of the creature to be annoyed.]
[He lifted a brow at the creature, and opened his mouth to say something, but was quickly distracted by Shiro turning back to him. Giving the Lairon a wink, the mage tilted his chin upward, gaze drifting toward his companion.]
He'll be alright then? [He had assumed as much with Dorian's casual nature on entering the building, but it seemed both wise and polite to ask.]
[As he awaited an answer, he moved to take his seat. A leg folded up and rested it upon his knee. His hand rested upon his knee, drumming there casually.]
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[He lifted a brow at the creature, and opened his mouth to say something, but was quickly distracted by Shiro turning back to him. Giving the Lairon a wink, the mage tilted his chin upward, gaze drifting toward his companion.]
He'll be alright then? [He had assumed as much with Dorian's casual nature on entering the building, but it seemed both wise and polite to ask.]
[As he awaited an answer, he moved to take his seat. A leg folded up and rested it upon his knee. His hand rested upon his knee, drumming there casually.]