[ Dorian stays silent as he lets those words sink in. True, in a world ignorant of magic, the sudden discovery of it would, in fact, turn quite a few heads. How odd to think that one must hide one's talents, though. How odd that one be born with a gift and keep it secret, lest they be persecuted or feared.

It hits a bit close to home, truth to tell. It leaves a sort of metallic, better taste in his mouth.

At length, Dorian presses his lips together and nods. ]

I see. I shall do my best to avoid drawing attention -- at least, attention to your secret world of magic. You have, after all, been more than hospitable, and it would be unworthy if I should not play by your wizards' rules.

Still, I tend to draw quite enough attention simply by existing. My statuesque features, I'm afraid, I am less keen to disguise.