Bas saarebas. Dorian had heard himself referred to that way a few too many times in his life. Mostly by that weasely little viddathari who they'd met on the Storm Coast. Dorian was certain he would never stop being resentful toward the little blighter. He'd tried very hard to convince Bull to just let the Chargers be hewn down.

And apparently, he'd managed it. In Bull's timeline.

Dorian made a soft noise from his spot against Bull.

"When you say slept, do you mean it as a euphemism for carnal relation, or actual sleeping? Out of curiosity."