Dorian made a face at that memory, before he looked down at Cole, a stab of sympathy coming over his face at the thought of it. "Well ... I suppose it is a good thing we are all part of the Inquisitor's family then, hmm?"

He stroked the side of Cole's face. "We cannot chose where we are born, but we can chose who we end up with, at the end. I chose Cadash - I chose this ... bizarre menagerie of friends, and ... I choose you, Cole."

There, he said it.