Bull considered that. He and Solas had always sort of circled each other; Bull had never quite trusted him. "I wonder if he considered me Vashoth. That's what we usually call those born outside the Qun, but... sometimes we also call those that reject the Qun but don't turn against it Vashoth, too."

He wondered if that was where he fell. It did bring him a strange sort of comfort, that both sides of himself could exist with less conflict. He nuzzled Dorian's temple.

"Thank you, Dorian."