"Just and right only mean the same thing when they’re coming from very specific people."
“Like yourself, commander?” A knuckle rested against his lips as he peered at Cullen over the board, never devoting as much of his attention to the strategy of the game as he ought to, and devoting entirely too much to the man who sat across from him. Their idle chess conversations didn’t tend to wax this serious, but Dorian found himself alight with curiosity. “No, you’re far too humble for that.”














