Bramen's smile remained strong even as Dorian pulled away, pleased that the man was so delighted by it. It was far from perfect, far from finished but with the way Dorian was acting, it was as though the man had never received a gift in his life. He was more than content to watch Dorian marvel at it, glad that the work Dagna and Harritt had put into Bramen's idea was going over so well.

He chuckled a little at Dorian's description, stepping closer to touch his hand to his lover's arm, giving it a light squeeze. "I promise we'll have something there soon," a rogue knew the importance of a good grip, after all, "Once it's done, you'll be the first to test it out. Make certain it doesn't slip anywhere."

It was endearing to see the man like this, so full of joy and elation. "I was thinking a dragon-slaying rune might be good for it... Or a cleansing rune, to push back the demons, keep them at bay for me when I'm closing up the rifts."