Dorian visibly winces at his pronunciation even though he knows it is deliberate. He shouldn't rise to the bait but damn it no one should butcher the beautiful language of his home.
"Relax? How am I to relax when you can't even address me correctly?" he huffs, glaring at Cullen. "Altus, it's a u sound, you barbarian. These are the sorts of things that would get you ostracized from Tevinter nobility you understand."
He huffs again and hunches his shoulders forward. "I have to practice with my spells. I'll be fine."
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"Relax? How am I to relax when you can't even address me correctly?" he huffs, glaring at Cullen. "Altus, it's a u sound, you barbarian. These are the sorts of things that would get you ostracized from Tevinter nobility you understand."
He huffs again and hunches his shoulders forward. "I have to practice with my spells. I'll be fine."