Bull chuckled and nudged Dorian back down onto the couch. With a quiet grunt he got up and shuffled into the kitchen to find Dorian's chocolate. He found something for himself, too, and when he came back he offered Dorian the bar with the pomegranate throughout. He gripped the back of the couch as he eased himself back down and put his leg up again.

"You know, I'm not sure I'll ever fully be Tal-Vashoth," he admitted quietly, carefully peeling his own chocolate open. It had caramel in it. "There's parts of the Qun that are... helpful, to me. Still."