[ It's a little too close to the truth. By's livelihood is gained through making people like him - or at least through making people tolerate him. Though not only by favors. By secrets, as well - trading them, selling them...Dorian is estimating him very highly, which is damned dangerous. People open their mouths around fools, even witty men; they close them around clever men with a purpose. If Dorian sees him as a clever man with a purpose, that's...not to his advantage.

Though, heavens, but the way the fellow looks at him flatters his ego. Flatters it immensely. ]

I've never cared for violence, myself. Can't stomach the sight of blood. Using my wits instead of brute force keeps my stomach settled.

[ He tilts his head to the side. ]

So do you like me, dear friend?