"It's more than anyone has ever sent me." Dorian is reaching for a cookie when Cullen mentions honey. His eyes light up instantly. "Honey? Yes, please."

He hasn't had honey since he left Tevinter where it was common as anything. Many people kept bees or well, had their slaves keep the bees for them. His mouth is watering at the mere mention of it.

"It's been so long since I had some. Oh, now I wish I could give you this dessert we have that's layers of honey and nuts and pastry." Dorian sighs wistfully, a moment of sadness passing behind his eyes before it disappears. "My favorite treat as a small child was a little glass vial filled with honey."