[ larus has considered it too, in case dorian were to ask, and maybe that's what has him pausing, wondering if his own terms are too simple. because he isn't high-maintenance and wouldn't interrupt anything that dorian was doing – unless it turned out to be stupid or dangerous – without good reason to do so. the rest of it, however, pulls at some other part of him, thoughts drawn back to the night before and the taste of dorian's blood in his mouth.

his lips press thin, briefly staring across the room at the curtains pulled shut and the obvious peak of sunlight through the slightest opening. ]

The only one I have is not having some requirement to bite you. If I ever do, [ he clearly looks as if that will never happen as he says it ] then it will be my choice first. I won't take anything from you unless you give it to me willingly.

[ as for the rest of it, well. ] Whatever else there is, we can discuss it as it happens – even sex. Just – [ the pause is seconds long, his voice softer. ] Be patient with me. I haven't lived with anyone else in years. I'm not used to a lot of things.

[ having someone interested and concerned for him among them. ]