[Dorian reluctantly lets him go, but turns on his side to trace his fingers in the same pattern By had on his chest minutes before.]

I didn't intend to, but I couldn't up and leave the second I saw him again. I had to realize that there wasn't anything I could do to make him understand, to really move on. [He pauses, hesitant, but. If it has him so upset, it doesn't hurt to ask again.] Why did you leave?