[Dorian quirks a brow softly at the sight of a fireplace and wondering how it was lit. He didn't recall having much in the way of making a fire in it, considering he'd been spoiled by modern means of heat. He'll tuck that one away for later. They only just met he hadn't seen the other do any sort of magic, but if he concentrated enough perhaps he could sense something off of the man if he were a Mage of some kind. He would be lying if he didn't taste a familiar tinge in the air that told him magic could've been used.]

Thank you, I count myself lucky to have the luxury of a place this large all to myself. It does get somewhat lonely and...it's probably haunted. [Most likely haunted. He's heard low moaning that was coming from somewhere.]

Birds of a feather then. [He'll raise his glass a moment with a bow of his head in a nod.]

Cheers. To meeting the most attractive people in the strangest of situations.