[Larus might not be happy, but Dorian is grateful and able to move past the moment of conflict that had sprung up between them. He follows after the other man, motivated to try and smooth things over now that a decision's been made.
Reaching out, Dorian lays a hand on Larus' forearm and then leans further, slipping his arms around him.]
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Reaching out, Dorian lays a hand on Larus' forearm and then leans further, slipping his arms around him.]
It's appreciated. [He draws Larus closer.]
Besides. It isn't as if there's nothing to do.