Bramen let out a soft chuckle as Dorian squeezed him, bringing his hand to Dorian's around his middle. He stroked along the back of his lover's hand, turning his head to better give the man a fond look. He knew what Dorian was referring to. Even though the man wasn't often outwardly affection, even though he didn't normally voice his deep and private affections, Bramen knew.

"I like to think we're pretty magical," he said with a smile, giving Dorian's hand a little squeeze.