dorian
He'll wrap you in his arms
Tell you that you've been a good boy
Tell you that you've been a good boy
A look of profound and utter fascination graces Dorian's features as Ronin speaks, the play of expressions dancing across his face like a well-practiced performance. "Safrin's disappearance, you say?" He echoes, leaning in slightly as if to share a secret. The revelation seems to evoke a sense of genuine curiosity, but beneath the charm, there's a glimmer of something more calculated.
"Indeed." He watches Ronin step away from the dragon's remains, still maintaining the veneer of charming curiosity. "Fascinating, though. From a purely academic point of view, of course."
The smile that spreads across Ronin's face is met with an equally charming one from Dorian, his eyes sparkling with a mix of interest and delight. "I'll heed your advice. One must always be wary of unexpected headbutts, after all." He agrees, before applauding the sudden appearance of the phoenix.
Then, with a casual tone that belies the gravity of his inquiry, he turns the conversation back toward Safrin. "That bracelet you wear, is it a gift from your goddess?"
"Indeed." He watches Ronin step away from the dragon's remains, still maintaining the veneer of charming curiosity. "Fascinating, though. From a purely academic point of view, of course."
The smile that spreads across Ronin's face is met with an equally charming one from Dorian, his eyes sparkling with a mix of interest and delight. "I'll heed your advice. One must always be wary of unexpected headbutts, after all." He agrees, before applauding the sudden appearance of the phoenix.
Then, with a casual tone that belies the gravity of his inquiry, he turns the conversation back toward Safrin. "That bracelet you wear, is it a gift from your goddess?"
He'll rekindle all the dreams
It took you a lifetime to destroy
It took you a lifetime to destroy
