Bull chuckled, and he seemed rather pleased with himself for Dorian's momentary speechlessness. It felt strange to wear the rope again, but it also felt... good. Secure, held, restrained. In control. In some ways it was meant to represent what the Qun did for all of them, even if only certain members of the Ben Hassrath and the military wore them with any regularity.
"You alright there, big guy?" His voice was warm, maybe edged with a bit of teasing. Dorian wasn't even looking just then and Bull was pretty sure he could see a blush creeping into the mage's cheeks.
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Date: 2017-10-03 05:10 am (UTC)"You alright there, big guy?" His voice was warm, maybe edged with a bit of teasing. Dorian wasn't even looking just then and Bull was pretty sure he could see a blush creeping into the mage's cheeks.