[Dorian doesn't consider himself a hero, he's not completely certain what his life experiences and choices would make him. He knew that he was a pariah among his people for not adhering to any of their norms, he knew that he ran away from home after forced into house arrest by his own parents, he knew his father intended to make him acceptable with blood magic that could have done Maker knows what to him, he knew that he went to Ferelden to try and set many things right both with his mentor, his country, and the hole in the sky that threatened to destroy the world.

He wasn't sure what any of that made him, though the idea that most people in the south would sooner demonize him than idolize him might have said something. Not that it mattered, he wasn't there for glory, he was there to do the right thing. And to look dashing, which was less difficult.]

Do you struggle with identity? [Dorian chuckles softly giving Achilles's foot a return nudge, before rhythmically tapping his foot against the other man's] I ask because you're not the first I've met who has expressed some knowledge in medicine, a man named Chiron seemed so deeply fascinated by the subject that I had him read books on medicine to me just for the sound of his voice.

[Dorian recalled the memory fondly, though he was also interested and he needed Chiron's help. Dorian couldn't divine Greek language and he could barely understand any other language that wasn't Latin. He could grapple with words here and there because they looked Orlesian or Antivan, but he hated not being able to read any book he wanted to.] And, admittedly, I cannot read some of the languages here, but he can and that's important...well probably more important to me anyway.

Ah? You know him? [There's Dorian, in true fashion, answering a question with a question, but that does make it easier to connect dots when they start talking about mutual acquaintances. Chiron mentioned that there were others from his world here, specifically a Saber and an Achilles, not that he was going to jump to any conclusions and just assume that this man was one or the other.

He wouldn't know them from Adam anyway. There was no Achilles in Thedas mythos, though his world had it's own heroes, not necessarily mythological ones either. Most recent of those heroes were the Hero of Ferelden and the Champion of Kirkwall, he wouldn't expect anyone but Morrigan to understand who these individuals were...especially since she traveled with the Hero of Ferelden.]

Pretty young man, long brown hair, green eyes, light on his feet?

[Dorian had such a memory for details and he was more curious now in his own expression, not as obvious as his companion, but he could tell this name meant something.]

You know everyone who is with COST. [It wasn't a question, just an observation, but to have that kind of reaction, which was more emotional than Dorian might expect of just a casual acquaintance. People normally laugh when it is someone that they know more intimately, as though Dorian's objective thoughts didn't apply quite right to the man and only this individual knew the truth of it, but this was what the mage knew of Chiron after their causal encounter.

All he gleaned at the moment was that Chiron was quite gentle and he shared an appreciation for books that Dorian could clearly relate to given his incredible nerd status.]

Certainly, but that only takes eyes, yes? [Dorian offered making a gesture with his hand.] I suppose other adjectives also apply. Handsome, fetching, attractive, startling...but pretty.

My glib tongue has earned me a great deal of credit, but not for blabbing secrets that are not mine to give. Maybe he's intuitive enough to know that I would keep his counsel, but he didn't appear threatened by me...I'm quite lovable after all. [And vain. Don't forget vain.] Or it might be that he knows I cannot attach his name to anything particularly relevant making me no threat at all.

[He didn't really understand the inherent danger in a name, honestly...well among nobility the who's who game could be dangerous, but it probably wasn't the same thing.]

I...don't think he made a mention of it, looking for a Master...I'm still not completely certain what that entails to be honest. [Masters and Servants have a different implication where he's from after all.] He seemed content to read to me the things he enjoys and the things I like but couldn't read because they were in Greek? I think it's the word. Or other languages.

[So they really didn't discuss it much. He mentioned the Holy Grail of course.] I told him that his name sounds like something out of the Imperium.

Yes, the Tevinter Imperium, it's the oldest nation in Thedas and a mageocracy...well not officially. If asked everyone will say it's the magisterium that rules...that the magisterium just so happens to be made up entirely of mages is a convenient coincidence. [Dorian might have said this airily, but it's very clear that he's actually very bothered by the idea of a mageocracy, and he was. It was corrupt and oppressive in some ways, just like any form of government.] The Imperium has...its pros and cons.

Grasping ankle biters who think if they just use enough blood magic their problems will vanish? [That, and Blood Magic was the last resort of a weak mind, or so he'd been told his entire life.] And having been the problem nearly on the receiving end of a blood ritual I've developed quite a distaste for it.