[Dorian samples the loveliness of the orchid bomb's scent, and then lowers the hand clutching it. It hits him how normal all of this is between them. How domestic. They're fitting back into each other's lives like this without almost no friction at all.]

Honestly, we could be about to bathe in nettles and I couldn't care, [Dorian admits, chuckling. He reaches for one of Toby's hands, and smiles up at that beautiful face.]

I just... want things to stay like this, with you, for as long as they can.