[His awkwardness is alright, because the gesture is more than Dorian's accustomed to. He hesitates, then moves to grip By's forearm for a lingering moment.]
And I'm sure you wanted to. [Then he lets go, clears his throat. The illusion is starting to crack in places.] How do you suppose we get out of here?
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And I'm sure you wanted to. [Then he lets go, clears his throat. The illusion is starting to crack in places.] How do you suppose we get out of here?