There is little knowledge to this place, he only arrived a little while ago, only explored to his means, researching what he could close the home he was given. He was prone to wandering but right how he had his garden, he had this moment, this strange, odd moment that he never would expect and in his mind he can only think that it will be another passing affair, what he was used to wherever it went but they've already gone this far, he would not be so much a coward to back down yet could move with careful steps; affair or no, he had to protect himself as well for his walls where hard to break. In that quiet moment in the space between, his heart drummed within his chest, certain that if any louder it would be audible; to himself right now maybe, and possibly the spirit.

The finger on the trowel curved ever so slightly, the ice spread further along it, the crystals growing slightly as the quick beating of his heart made his blood rush. The other spoke and the sensation of his finger touching the side of his face brought Dorian's gaze forward to meet his own, his free hand shifted, pushing along the soil towards the kneeling bend of his knee, his knuckles curving and pressing every so slightly against the side of the joint. He didn't pull away, not even for a hesitant second.

"Well." Dorian murmured, his voice quiet, leaning ever so slightly into the touch, subtle, his eyes searching the mans face, a fond and small smirk upon his lips. "This escalated quickly."