[ He pauses at the doorway at the question, frowning a little, trying to recall the names--
Detective Jacob Randall. Kara Makenna. Rathen. Madigan. Charles Maxwell III.
--no, not Charles. He hates being called Charles. Charlie. And he likes it so much better when Dorian calls him ama--
He winces when that noise comes back, a hand instinctively going to his forehead. It's there and gone in a flash, the only sign of its passing being the slightly confused look that crosses Dorian's face, as though he had somehow forgotten what he was doing in the last few seconds. ]
I-- no, I don't believe I do. [ And his expression is bland when he glances over at Warren. ] Should I have?
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Detective Jacob Randall. Kara Makenna. Rathen. Madigan. Charles Maxwell III.
--no, not Charles. He hates being called Charles. Charlie. And he likes it so much better when Dorian calls him ama--
He winces when that noise comes back, a hand instinctively going to his forehead. It's there and gone in a flash, the only sign of its passing being the slightly confused look that crosses Dorian's face, as though he had somehow forgotten what he was doing in the last few seconds. ]
I-- no, I don't believe I do. [ And his expression is bland when he glances over at Warren. ] Should I have?