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[cagedinflesh]

lockets, compasses or action! or whatever else really

fun roulette, which personality will it be, you just can't know
unless you do know who you want, then say so

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[His fingers rise, come to his chest, clench. His heart hurts. There is a thrill, too, something yearning, and he thinks it must be that desire to be honest with Henry, to explain to this man who cares for him and for whom he cares for just why he can only be safe by safeguarding his home.

But how can he? The more it is known, the more danger he is in. He can't tell Jekyll. He mustn't let anyone else know.

His fingers fall, and he rubs away the tears from his eyes, so that his breathing can be steady and Jekyll won't know what is wrong with him.]

Of course I care for you, too, Henry.I—I'll meet with you for chess in a little while. You can meet the new horse Aster tamed for me! [The false note of brightness falters, and Dorian swallows back what he wants to say.]

I'll speak with you shortly, I promise.

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[cagedinflesh]

That would be lovely, Dorian. I've always been fond of horses, and of course, chess and yourself. It would be a fine combination, one I look forward to with such impatience.

[From all that Dorian's said, and the way he's said it, of course it's clear enough something more is wrong. But how can Jekyll push the subject? That would be cruel. If Dorian wishes to speak to him on it, then he will do so of his own accord. All he can do for now is to be some comfort in other ways.

If only he were a better person, he could have been part of the Seelie court as well, and able to help directly.]