"You're here. You're willing to be here. That's something, Dorian." He wanted him to know that. Maybe Dorian didn't feel particularly helpful, but he was. He cared enough to let Bull take his time. He got another kiss, then pat Dorian's thigh.

"I think you like using that excuse. Can't come to work, trapped under a bovine lummox." It sounded like something Dorian would say, anyway.