DORIAN
"Does it matter?" he asked with a slight sniff, straightening the cuffs of his impeccable cerulean tweed suit. Unlike his counterpart, his tone was colorful and bright, almost cheery as he asked the rather dark question, eyes more focused on the Grounds dust on his jacket than any curiosity. His own furrowed expression had less to do with the mode of travel and more to do with the place to which they traveled.
Without having to glance he carefully plucked the cigarette from Cian's fingers and placed it between his lips. It was practiced. Comfortable. Familiar. He reached into an inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a lighter, similarly ornate to Cian's case. Slowly but with great purpose he stepped forward, bright blue eyes looking at the sanctuary. Dorian hummed as he inhaled, breath held briefly before exhaling dramatically. "What a...lovely atmosphere." he said, sounding far more earnest than his companion would know him to be.
Without having to glance he carefully plucked the cigarette from Cian's fingers and placed it between his lips. It was practiced. Comfortable. Familiar. He reached into an inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a lighter, similarly ornate to Cian's case. Slowly but with great purpose he stepped forward, bright blue eyes looking at the sanctuary. Dorian hummed as he inhaled, breath held briefly before exhaling dramatically. "What a...lovely atmosphere." he said, sounding far more earnest than his companion would know him to be.
"Revenge" sounds so mean
That's why I prefer to call it:
That's why I prefer to call it:
"Returning the favor"
