It'll pass. [He levels a look at Larus, and then grips hard at the man beside him.] Just-- hold my arm for a moment.
[Because there's no way that wasn't going to become obvious soon. As Larus puts a hand on him, he can already feel the slow, steady sensation of skin pulling back together. Of blood that belongs to this form, being stolen back from his portrait. A few breaths more, and the haze is starting to clear from his head.
However Larus has responded to his request, Dorian reaches down to take the other man's hand firmly in his own.]
Don't think about anything, just go. [He urges the other man along, breath coming more easily with every step. The dripping of blood slowing as they make their way out of the alley.] Back to my high rise.
[However all of this has panned out, neither of them is in good shape. It doesn't matter that neither of them is dying anymore. They need a safe place to escape to, and in this new city, his suite is the only one Dorian can think of.]
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[Because there's no way that wasn't going to become obvious soon. As Larus puts a hand on him, he can already feel the slow, steady sensation of skin pulling back together. Of blood that belongs to this form, being stolen back from his portrait. A few breaths more, and the haze is starting to clear from his head.
However Larus has responded to his request, Dorian reaches down to take the other man's hand firmly in his own.]
Don't think about anything, just go. [He urges the other man along, breath coming more easily with every step. The dripping of blood slowing as they make their way out of the alley.] Back to my high rise.
[However all of this has panned out, neither of them is in good shape. It doesn't matter that neither of them is dying anymore. They need a safe place to escape to, and in this new city, his suite is the only one Dorian can think of.]