No more than I ought to have. [Not entirely true, but he does have his image of sprezzatura to uphold. Flashing a smile at Adrian, Dorian pours them two glasses of a nice Port, before moving to join the other man on the couch. He situates himself comfortably near the Dhampir, one leg pressing up against the Dhampir's knee.]

But I did have to consider how you might want to be seen. [It's one thing to be dressed beautifully and in a way others find appealing, but the true Art of fashion as he sees it is in the revelation of personality through style.]

That part's going to take some improvisation and help from you. [He keeps his tone playful. There may be some element of seriousness in creation, but in the end he's hoping this will mostly amount to the entertaining seduction of a man he relates to. On that note, Dorian toasts the other man briefly with a clink of his glass against Adrian's before taking a sip of his Port. A moment is given over to savoring the taste. It's delicious.] When you dress, do you do it for yourself, or to affect other people? Or is there some other inspiration?

[He's genuinely curious.]