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...Really, is the middle of the night the time to tease with something like that?

[ Forgive him for being skeptical. ]

Tease...? Why the hell would I make this up? They took my horns. What if you woke up in the middle of the night to take a piss and found out you were a dwarf? That's how I feel.

[He breathes a heavy sigh.]

And I can't even ask somebody to hit me, 'cause that would probably hurt. A lot.

[He makes a frustrated sound again.]

Sorry I woke you up. I'll...figure it out.

[ He feels like an ass as soon as he says it, but he's tired, a bit confused, and has been thrust into this situation. He's quiet while Bull speaks, and the sound of him rubbing his face might be audible on the other end of the communicator. ]

I apologize, Bull. I know you're not a liar..that's not something you would do.

[ He gets up and moves around the room, pulling on a thicker sweater and searching for a pair of shoes. ]

No, I'm sorry. This is just...scaring the shit out of me.

...how does this happen?

[ Dorian continues to talk to Bull as he leaves his room and moves to the cargo bay to get a shuttle to the Heron. ]

From what I understand, it's random. There are no warning signs or ways to tell what will happen.

[He scoffs at that.] All just part of the entertainment, huh?

We know you're such a boring individual, it would be remiss to skip the opportunity.

[ There is so much sarcasm... ]

I'm boring, huh? You come over here and I'll show you boring.

Oh, didn't you know? I thought I'd said as much before.

[He chuckles and while it's deep in his chest, it's not as deal as it normally is.]

Shit, I gotta remember to be boring more often.

[ The laugh is definitely Bull, but it's not quite right. It doesn't reverberate like it usually does. As Dorian gets to the Heron, he hangs up and simply shows up in Bull's room not long after.

He's struck speechless by Bull's new appearance. Maker, he makes for a very attractive human. ]

Oh.

[Bull's still Bull, terrified as he is about...all this, and he can tell what that "oh" means. He smirks as he turns. He's naked, because that's his option, really and he hasn't bothered to find one of those jumpsuits and belt it or anything.]

I know right? It could be worse, right?

[He hadn't suddenly grown a left eye or anything, but Dorian had never flinched at the sight of his face, and he didn't expect he'd started now. Even still, his voice wavered a bit as he tried to flirt. It was nice, but this was...it was shit.]

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