I am suggesting it, unless you would prefer I wind up giving your shoes a new coat of my dinner.

[That's... partially true? Dorian wants to throw up again, but there isn't anything else to throw up. Still, he looks the part, and he'll lean onto the leg closer to Cayde in some sort of attempt as getting more sympathy. His feetsies hurt.]

I'm sure it'll be much easier on the both of us, big man.