[ as fascinating as it is, it's not something he can bring himself to do just to see it happen. he's witnessed it on other vampires, on himself, and while it's interesting because dorian is not undead as far as he's aware, larus is more intrigued by other things. he takes his hand, but rather than apply pressure or bruise him in a way he knows he easily could, he brings it to his mouth for a kiss. he presses his lips to the palm, the wrist.

his heartbeat is strong, and larus listens to it as he looks at him. ]

I said I wouldn't hurt you, and I especially won't do it intentionally. I'll take your word for it and leave it at that. [ there's something beautiful in the fragility of people, a reminder he doesn't always have to feel so monstrous. ] You should take more care than you do.

[ never mind he's done and will do equally foolish things, like return to the down at some point. ]