[They both knew better, really. Neither one of them would ever leave the other behind— even before they were as they are now, Dorian wagers; he can scarcely remember a time when he would not risk everything for Brennan's cause, for Brennan, because he believed in him. Now they were so much more than comrades-in-arms, if they had ever been only that at all, and Dorian knows that there is nothing that could tempt him to leave Brennan's side. It's the same for his Bonded, as well, and any argument between them will simply be a waste.
He exhales, giving a nod of asset.]
Then we fight together.
[That anger is still there, burning hot and waiting to be unleashed on those it's targeted towards, but for Brennan, he softens a moment, reaching out to lay a hand on his shoulder.]
And when we're done, we will leave this place, together.
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He exhales, giving a nod of asset.]
Then we fight together.
[That anger is still there, burning hot and waiting to be unleashed on those it's targeted towards, but for Brennan, he softens a moment, reaching out to lay a hand on his shoulder.]
And when we're done, we will leave this place, together.
[No further injuries, Brennan. That's an order.]