You can hardly fool me, I can see right through that smooth facade of yours into your sassy depths. [Whether or not Dorian really does is up for debate, he could very well be teasing him.] And therein lies the problem, what am I supposed to do with him on the base? Let him wander the halls like a street urchin? Leaving little presents here and there?

[They both know Dorian doesn't mean presents.]

Joyous, yes, but he's hallyracket, I'm afraid he's going to prance right over the edge of a cliff.

[Okay, yes, it's a little endearing too, but Dorian is ever the realist.]

There it is again. [Such cheek, Chiron, it's amazing!] I suppose the practicality is all in our design, unless you are a Qunari...I am not entirely certain what the purpose of the horns are other than to prevent them from properly getting through a door.

[Giving the hart another quick glance he tipped his head at Chiron and raised an eyebrow.]

Now, now you. Hush. I can't have it going around that I'm concerned. If others found out then where would I be?