[He wastes no time even as Brennan pulls away from him— the concern is certainly touching, but if Dorian is going to catch the Cwyld, it won't be from him. Just biding his time at this party for as long as he has was likely enough to expose him, and even if it weren't, he quite honestly doesn't care.

He reaches out to seize Brennan's wrist once more, giving a firm shake of his head.]

I did not wait all this time and come all this way not to help you! We'll handle the infection as we must, but first we need to get you out of here!

[Him and everyone else, because even with the current state of things buying them some time, there's no telling how long it will last.]

Please, amatus, come with me.