"A bolt of lightening would have done that." Dorian said dryly, before he rolled his eyes. "I keep telling Solas, flashy or no, it gets the damned job done."

Cole's comment momentarily made Dorian's ears turn red, but he quickly changed the subject, "Cole has ... nightmares, bad ones. He trusts me to take care of him." He squeezed Cole's hand, arching an eyebrow at him.

"Which he had best do now, by agreeing to stay bloody well put."