It was much easier to talk about magic with another mage than try to fit in with the Clan as a whole. He really didn't know what to do or say here most of the time but it wasn't in his nature to be quiet. Dorian wanted to learn and more importantly he wanted to be accepted. He wanted people to see him as a good match for Bramen, even though he was a shem. Dorian tried not to feel the way and tried not to let it bother him because he would be with Bramen whether his Clan wanted that or not but it would be easier for Bramen if they did accept him.
"Remind me not to play with my mustache until I have a chance to wash my hand," he said to Bramen as he picked a bit of meat up. "Grease will completely ruin the curl and you know I have that terrible habit of playing with it."
It was true, though. He idly played with the curls because it helped him think. He's certain he'll do it but he eats without a care. The meat is flavorful, warm and perfectly seasoned. The People know how to cook a great deal better than Fereldens. They used spices. They knew what spices were and used them.
"It's quite good," he said with a smile at Bramen. "Can you cook like this?"
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Date: 2015-02-27 07:18 pm (UTC)"Remind me not to play with my mustache until I have a chance to wash my hand," he said to Bramen as he picked a bit of meat up. "Grease will completely ruin the curl and you know I have that terrible habit of playing with it."
It was true, though. He idly played with the curls because it helped him think. He's certain he'll do it but he eats without a care. The meat is flavorful, warm and perfectly seasoned. The People know how to cook a great deal better than Fereldens. They used spices. They knew what spices were and used them.
"It's quite good," he said with a smile at Bramen. "Can you cook like this?"