Bull huffed quietly, almost a laugh. He knew Dorian would worry, and his options were to hide or talk about it. He would go home; he would talk about it, if Dorian asked.

Dorian would almost certainly ask. Bull could hear his voice in his head now, which was almost comforting, Amatus! What happened, let me look. No, don't talk, let me look.

He loved that man.

"How did Eskel do it?"