Bull leaned into the embrace and slid his arm around Dorian to squeeze him close. "I try," he said, letting Dorian go only when the mage pulled away first. The excitement in Dorian's voice, the look on his face - all of that made this worth it. He had taken his time, looking over every piece to try to find something that seemed... well... Dorian.

He chuckled and took the ring so he could slide it onto a finger on Dorian's right hand. "I thought you could," he said fondly. "And it suits you." The colors, the uniqueness of the stone, all seemed to fit Dorian. And the dragon part, well... That just made it from Bull. "You'll have to tell me what you do to it, when you finally decide."