[It's some comfort, it eases the embarrassment and the heat that brings rushing to his head. He tries to use the moment to calm down, steadying his voice.]
I imagine. [He pulls away, but he's smiling. It is so much better to have back what was threatened.] You really must stop dying. Every absence only makes me need you more.
[He pauses, not sure, at first, what Dorian means. Then he realises his reaction must have come across as afraid, so Judas shakes his head and offers a smile.]
Yeah, it's fine, don't worry. I'm not afraid of you.
[No more than the gut reactions he'd always had, anyway.]
There's a mark of recklessness if I've ever heard one.
[Dorian accepts the reassurance. Aside from when he strangles Judas to death, Dorian has always been cautious about touching Judas's neck. Maybe he should think about the doublethink required for that kind of mindset, but then it wouldn't be doublethink. Instead, Dorian has been wary of getting near something that to him reads as a vulnerability—a place that can and likely was easily wounded. So given permission, he is both slow and indulgent with the opportunity.
I didn't think they came across that way at all, but...sorry. You should know I don't care about something like that. I can't, or I would never meet anyone who was old enough to associate with.
Right, and Moses, angels too but I try not to get in their way. Supernatural horrors don't exactly make good companions either, you don't hang out with the Leviathan. Seeing things like that is still too weird even for me.
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I had some idea.
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[Turning it back on Dorian certainly helps too. He grins, giving a nudge with his shoulder.]
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Besides, if that's the way to keep you interested....
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[Dorian presses careful fingers to Judas's neck.] I think you're just using me as an excuse to die frequently.
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[Sorry, Judas. You're going to have to put up with a lot of this.]
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Yeah, it's fine, don't worry. I'm not afraid of you.
[No more than the gut reactions he'd always had, anyway.]
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[Dorian accepts the reassurance. Aside from when he strangles Judas to death, Dorian has always been cautious about touching Judas's neck. Maybe he should think about the doublethink required for that kind of mindset, but then it wouldn't be doublethink. Instead, Dorian has been wary of getting near something that to him reads as a vulnerability—a place that can and likely was easily wounded. So given permission, he is both slow and indulgent with the opportunity.
But they're not boyfriends, Kido.]
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With flushed cheeks, Judas eventually places a hand on Dorian's shoulder to gently push him away.]
Ah-- maybe not too much, though.
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You're...always very enthusiastic. It's sweet.
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And Roman traitors.
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