"I just...don't really want to be alone like this, is all," he mumbles, shuffling his feet and fidgeting with his hands in the fabric of Dorian's pant leg. He spent much of his childhood on his own, or with tutors and governesses that were only there to instruct him. "I kind of forget how scary the world is when you're this little."

"Okay, thank you," he glances up at Dorian with a small, appreciative smile. Then he considers what Dorian has said, and he tilts his head, trying to understand. "Are you going to one of those adult stores?"