[With a small nod, Judas casts his eyes as far from Dorian as he can without moving his head more than allowing it to bow.]

I understand.

[He understands, but he doesn't fully agree. In some ways, yes, Dorian knows better, there are some sides to people you can only see in friendship. In other senses, that can be blinding. He knows that too well. Bothering Dorian, prodding the wound, won't help, though.]