[ There's no question in his mind who it is, or what it is. Ever since Dorian had told him about his father, he'd remembered that story: blood magic, used for the destruction of Dorian's self. It was present in his mind. And faced with the juxtaposition of his youthful rage against Dorian's, he does take a moment to wonder if perhaps a bit of that was some misplaced anger at his own father, rather than at Dorian's, fine, but - still. Still.
By takes a breath, trying not to let it tremble in anger. ]
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[ There's no question in his mind who it is, or what it is. Ever since Dorian had told him about his father, he'd remembered that story: blood magic, used for the destruction of Dorian's self. It was present in his mind. And faced with the juxtaposition of his youthful rage against Dorian's, he does take a moment to wonder if perhaps a bit of that was some misplaced anger at his own father, rather than at Dorian's, fine, but - still. Still.
By takes a breath, trying not to let it tremble in anger. ]
When he was trying to lobotomize you. Yes?