[Upstairs]
[b]Dorian[/b]
[@CandiBarr]
"What's there to be worried about?" The casual reply smoothly rolls of his lightly stained lips in between sips of his drink. He was known for his excellent composure and diplomacy but his words and conversational skills often failed him when around Sophia. 

He knew she was approaching long before he even laid eyes on her, be it the soft sounds of her beautiful dress, the sweet exotic scent of something other then the tavern or the way his pulse would in expectantly rise. One way or another Dorian always knew when he was in her presence. His eyes fall over her splendid dress and form, it brings a soft smile to the corner of his mouth, he briefly lets himself get caught in those mesmerising deep eyes before turning his head and looking away.

"I hope everything has been to your liking so far." He says softly and politely, while feigning interest in whatever it was that his eyes fell upon, so long as it was not Sophia.