I'm hoping you're joking, because otherwise it's worse.

[Dorian continues to stare at the younger man as if he's suddenly lost his entire damn mind.]

If you have anyone you need to contact, have them visit you here. We can decide together if they're allowed in [seeing as that apparently constitutes an ongoing invitation?] but otherwise there are places you can meet in the Up.

You were torn apart by a gang that hunted you down. Perhaps I need to paint a portrait of how that marks you as a target for a while.