[ Dorian stands, though he moves around the bed to give Leilani a bit of space. He can't simply sit there when it feels like his muscles are electrified. ]

If he's so dissimilar to Solas, then why aren't you letting that bastard go? Why do you continue to carry that reminder of how he cast you aside around your neck?

You'll never stop comparing him to Solas if you don't move on. [ It's a conversation they've had before, but it bears repeating. ]