"I appreciate that." He knows exactly how sharp Dorian can be, especially when he's hurt. And Bull knows better than to take that sharpness at face value, but he is grateful to be spared all the same.

Bull wants to assure Dorian that it's probably not as bad as he thinks it is, but he isn't sure that would be as helpful as he'd like it to be.

"It's been few and far between," he says after a moment, still trying to navigate this without a map, only a direction. He doesn't think Dorian would appreciate hearing that he's felt sort of like a tamassran more than a lover. Someone that people come to with specific needs. They don't stay.

Dorian's the only one who's ever done that.

"You're the one I've missed every day."