[Thankfully, subtly is one of the thing Dorian learned... then promptly threw out the nearest window when he had the chance. He folds his glasses and pockets them, then fixes Nightingale with a smirk as he approaches.]
You will roll up the sleeves, actually. [He says, like it's an inevitable fact of life. Then he starts undoing the top buttons of his shirt.] And this will have to come off later.
[Ah. Perhaps too strong. He clears his throat.] Unless you plan on wearing it into the ocean.
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You will roll up the sleeves, actually. [He says, like it's an inevitable fact of life. Then he starts undoing the top buttons of his shirt.] And this will have to come off later.
[Ah. Perhaps too strong. He clears his throat.] Unless you plan on wearing it into the ocean.