"Ye-es. Solas." Dorian stated simply, arching an eyebrow. They both had a fairly certain idea of what Solas would think of all this.

Not that Dorian cared much, when Cole talked like that. His smile curved up under his mustache. "I would hate for you get bored ... so I suppose you'll just have to stay as long as you like, then."

A clearing of the throat, "Well. Yes. You ... could do that."