Great minds think alike and ever since arriving here he's made sure to imbibe a glass or two of wine, just to keep his mind even with the insanity of the situation. Dorian was a man of theory, he was a many of research and this was suddenly a rather large project that even with the help of the Inquisitor would be quite the undertaking. Still, it wasn't as if he wasn't prone to drinking back in their own realm, he wasn't about to drop the hobby and even though he wouldn't admit it, he did slightly miss the beer.

So when he enters the bar and see's yet another familiar face, he wonders if they have stopped arriving off boats and simply started dropping them off at the nearest tavern. A small quirk of his lips and he walked forward, pulling a seat out next to the other without saying a word before dropping into it.

"You're the second man I found from our realm drinking here before I even knew you've arrived. A bit short compared to the other one though."