"I'm good for that. Making people question." Dorian gave a wry little smile, a sideways one, and pressed a kiss to Bull's mouth, soft and open.

Then, he lay his head on Bull's chest. It was warm, and Bull couldn't see his expression from that angle. Dorian had his own issues to work through. The ones that Bull had seen right through.

"To the Qun, both of those things are true. They don't have to be for you. Both things can be true at the same time. I know the Qun doesn't exactly foster that kind of belief, but ... I can still love Tevinter, even while I'm hunting down Venatori like dogs. My countrymen, my neighbors. It hurts. But I know it's right."