"Dorian, any morning that allows me to see your handsome face is, in fact, very glorious," Cyril replies with a smile. "You haven't lost any dignity in my eyes. This place has a way of sneaking in drinks and snacks with strange effects. You've nothing to worry about here."

This might not be his Dorain but he still was a Dorian, and that meant that Cyril felt an odd sense of affection towards him. "Take all of the time you need to feel ready to face the public again."