"Halla, of course," Dorian said with a little chuckle. That would be very difficult to find considering how protected halla were and he would never buy from Orlesians. He had seen Bramen's distaste.

He circled the jut of Bramen's hip slowly with a finger as he thought about it. "But you'd like to see me sprawled in them, wouldn't you?"

Not that he objected to the idea. He could get some silk scarves and they could have a lot of fun. Dorian also imagines the little deer are very soft. They certainly look soft.