There isn't a word for what I am. [It's not intended as a boast (although that may be impossible, given who the comment is coming from).] Plenty of people have traded their souls in exchange for immortality, but what does that make someone? [Is there a word for an immortal without a soul? If he has to get entirely technical, only a demon of some sort seems to come close-- and he knows he isn't that.]

[Despite himself, that earns a short, hollow chuckle.] The things that happened to me affected me. Taught me lessons. I can become something new around those wounds, but I can't change that they happened.

[Dorian tips his head, frowning. There's a defensive response forming in the back of his throat, but Dorian bites it back, sighing.] I'd think you would understand what it is to open yourself up to people when you've done the same to so many, only for it to end badly.