Dorian offers the glass over, and then shifts back on a foot to watch the angel casually. It's hard for him to tell if this angel's sassy air is friendly, or something he's otherwise projecting onto him. Either way, Dorian relaxes, posture catlike and at ease.
"I thought I'd say a casual hello. No truths or dares required, unless you're feeling adventurous and want one." He raises his hands, palms up, in a friendly gesture of mock-surrender. Dorian punctuates his words with a sip of his drink. It's not clear which glass of the night this is (he's lost count by this point) but despite that his mind feels sharp. Perhaps it's the little edge of competitiveness he feels standing in this angel's presence. "But, no. We're in each other's orbits often enough, both tend to spend a lot of time at the villa... I don't know you well," he acknowledges, "so I thought it might be a good idea to change that."
All of that's offered earnestly enough, but given that it's coming from him, part of Dorian doubts this will be as seamless as it might with someone else.
"I'll start if you like." Dorian offers his free hand. "Dorian."
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Date: 2020-03-06 01:32 am (UTC)"I thought I'd say a casual hello. No truths or dares required, unless you're feeling adventurous and want one." He raises his hands, palms up, in a friendly gesture of mock-surrender. Dorian punctuates his words with a sip of his drink. It's not clear which glass of the night this is (he's lost count by this point) but despite that his mind feels sharp. Perhaps it's the little edge of competitiveness he feels standing in this angel's presence. "But, no. We're in each other's orbits often enough, both tend to spend a lot of time at the villa... I don't know you well," he acknowledges, "so I thought it might be a good idea to change that."
All of that's offered earnestly enough, but given that it's coming from him, part of Dorian doubts this will be as seamless as it might with someone else.
"I'll start if you like." Dorian offers his free hand. "Dorian."