Feeling lost. [A beat.] Lonely. [Another beat.] Less lonely now, of course.
[Chilton got about opening a bottle, serving himself first before Rincewind.]
Dorian Gray? The man's a narcissist. Malignant, bored -- the kind who'd brutalize you if it suited his fancy. [A long, long sip of wine followed.] Better hope he sincerely likes you.
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Date: 2016-06-03 02:10 am (UTC)[Chilton got about opening a bottle, serving himself first before Rincewind.]
Dorian Gray? The man's a narcissist. Malignant, bored -- the kind who'd brutalize you if it suited his fancy. [A long, long sip of wine followed.] Better hope he sincerely likes you.