[Fenris makes a small sound of amusement, before standing. Much as he has done many times before, when he leaves Dorian alone to his drinking after they've spoken. This time, however, he pauses before passing Dorian by, placing a hand on the other man's shoulder - the first voluntary contact he's made. It speaks volumes, really.
He leans in a little closer, to speak quietly into Dorian's ear. ]
Then show me.
[And, without giving Dorian the chance to reply, he heads off in the direction of his room, leaving the choice to follow him or not entirely up to the mage.]
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He leans in a little closer, to speak quietly into Dorian's ear. ]
Then show me.
[And, without giving Dorian the chance to reply, he heads off in the direction of his room, leaving the choice to follow him or not entirely up to the mage.]