Fascinating. [The tone was noted and the note tucked into the back of his mind. No, he hadn't forgotten any of Shiro's earlier insinuations, hadn't forgotten how much the origins of the arm had troubled him. He wouldn't push for the story -- it could come on its own time, or perhaps even not at all. Until then, he would simply settle for keeping the man comfortable.]

[He deserved at least that much. And since Dorian wasn't from Shiro's time, couldn't travel to the heavens themselves to fetch starlight for the man, he would have to settle with such a sentiment for the time being.]

We'll just have to see won't we? Watch how the restaurant reacts to two stunning creatures walking into a restaurant together. [His gaze slid up to the man, a sinister smile creeping over his lips.] Maker, don't get me started about their trainers, either.

[Dorian's words stopped Viridis in his tracks. He swept around, cruel gaze alighting on his master. A few nearby leaves lifted, bewitched by its apparent elemental affinity, before he let out a disgusted huff and let him be. While his master may have been a pest, his partner was not. He might not have minded harming humans, but he had a sneaking suspicion that Kuro would not take too kindly to an injury to Shiro, intentional or no.]