[There is a better part of Dorian, tugging at him and reminding him of whats going on inside, that maybe they should do something about it. He wouldn't know where to start, and risking going back in there to be enchanted again might be worse. It's most likely already too late, and despite the magics wearing off, he's still very much intrigued by the fellow he'd run away with so suddenly.

Dorian pulls his robes in a little tighter, it is fairly chilly outside.]

At least I'm not the only one confused by it all. [There's a small smile that creeps into his expression, his ego being stroked not unlike a bird preening.]

That was quite nice, I at least am well aware of exactly how you tasted just then. Or the way you swept me off my feet. [He quirks a slender brow.]

Not many a man can do that so easily. [And granted it was mostly the magics but the other IS attractive, as well as a good kisser.]

So... I still think it may be in our best interest to go somewhere far away from here and much warmer. For another drink perhaps? one not spiked with who knows what? See where things lead?