Dorian was woken by a gentle nudge and when he opened his eyes to see who, he instead found a furry foot in his face. With a groan he bats the offending appendage out of his sight and Kit tumbles off of him onto the bed. Just when the mage thought Kit had revealed all of his quirks, he always seemed to have three more. In this case, the fennec liked to lie on his head whenever he slept on his side and one of his feet always ended up in Dorian's face. Kit had a fascination with sprawling out on top of him when he got the chance, and the mage had to learn to live with it. There was no breaking the fox of his strange habits.

He had tried and was rewarded with a dirty look and an offended huff from the creature.

Kit was definitely Dorian's.

Said magister looks up and finds Lance with a cold glass of water that he accepts gratefully once he sits up. Dorian did not get drunk but the wine was truly strong enough that he had to stop after half a bottle and try not to trip over his own feet as he made his way to bed. Nolan was no help because he was too busy laughing and Elisa only glanced at him before returning her attention to the second movie. Dorian barely remembered how the first one ended.

It was then he noticed the other side of the bed was empty.

"What time is it?"
"After noon. Nolan already left for Skyhold."
Dorian quickly drains the glass of water and ignores the cotton feeling in his mouth. "Did he ask you to wake me?"
Lance takes the empty cup from him with a smile. "Yes…and I got tired of waiting."
The mage rubs his eyes. "Why exactly would you be waiting for me to wake up?"
"I want to come with you."

Dorian drops his hand and stares at the teen. Lance wanted to go to Skyhold with him? While a part of him didn't mind, another part really didn't want to be shot in the face by the boy's mother. He has seen Vincent with his guns. The man did not miss.

"I like living thank you."
"Mom said it was alright as long as I stay with one of you and don't use my powers unless absolutely necessary." The younger twin shrugs. "Or at least whatever I can use safely without causing suspicion."
"I was aware that Elisa and Cullen were going back to visit as well. Why didn't you go with them?"
"Your boyfriend asked me to wake you up."
Dorian sighs. "Fine." He stands and steers the smiling boy toward the bedroom door. "Out fratris. I need to make myself presentable. Do not go through the eluvian without me."

Lance nods and walks down the hall toward the stairs and Dorian closes the door before turning back to his bed and watching Kit stretch out and yawn widely. He barely registered the fact that he had called Lance brother, and even though he had only been there for about two weeks, the family was easy to get close to. Lance had been the one he spent most of his time with out of everyone there for obvious reasons. He was the reason Dorian was even alive. Of course, Dorian didn't spend time with him just because of that. He was soft-spoken and if the mage were to be honest…the boy was adorable. When he asked Lance to help him create the eluvian, he had smiled so brightly that Dorian in that moment adopted him back.

To think all it took for Lance to worm his way into the man's heart was an innocent smile.

Then again, Elisa didn't have to do much either.

"Vulpeso, help me find my boots."

Once Dorian finished getting ready, and dressing in his robes, Lance had nearly dragged the magister to and through the eluvian. Dorian did have enough time to ask Vincent if it was really alright for the teen to join him and the man simply nodded as he returned his attention to his book. Once the two were in Skyhold, the mage had to grab Lance's shirt before he could start his exploration and drag him up to the Inquisitor's room and throw some clothes at him. Just as he, the Commander, and Nolan stuck out in their world, Lance would stick out in theirs.

"Put these on and then you can explore avemo. Skyhold is safe enough to wander around by yourself. Will your mother break my fingers if I let you?"
Lance laughs. "No. He trusts your judgement."
"Well that's a relief."

The two make their way back to the Great Hall and Dorian immediately finds an arrow pointing at his face. He narrows his eyes and glances around the offending pointy end to find a scowling elf. Sera.

"You and Quizzy disappear for two weeks and then you come back like it's no big deal?! First Ellie, then you two—"
Dorian smirks. "Sera…Elisa is here. Have you not seen her?"
Sera lowers her bow. "If I did, I wouldn't be here yelling at you now would I?"
"Yes you would."
"Arse." She notices Lance standing partially behind him. "He's new. Isn't he a little young for you?"
Both Dorian and Lance make a face. "This is Lance. Elisa's brother. He's visiting, and the rest of us are checking in."
"Quizzy said you're staying in their world now." The elf turns and starts walking off. "Just make sure you come back or I'll find a way to come drag you back!"
"Did someone miss me?"
"Fat chance smartass!"
The mage chuckles when she's out of earshot and he looks behind him at Lance. "You're welcome to explore to your little hearts content. Just be careful. I would rather not go home with you in pieces."
"I'm not helpless Dorian."
"No, but magic here is received differently. I imagine you'll come across the infirmary, so I'm giving you permission to heal simple wounds if you wish to help. Nothing more or there will be questions."

Lance hums in acknowledgement and wanders off, leaving Dorian to make his way to Josephine's old office. When she had left to go back home to Antiva, the mage took the room as his own to handle any magister business. He still had his alcove, no one really tried to take it over since he still frequented the spot, but now he had a more appropriate space for visiting dignitaries. While he and Nolan resided elsewhere, they were still only an eluvian away and would be able to continue with their responsibilities. Nolan didn't have as much as he used to since the Anchor was gone and there were no rifts, but he still led the Inquisition and would need to check in every few weeks. Dorian could do the same. Tevinter wouldn't change overnight so there was no reason to hang around and wait for things to happen. Maevaris would keep him updated since she would soon have access to his personal eluvian, and if his and Lance's little experiment proved fruitful, they would soon be able to send messages by fire.

That was Lance's idea. Once they succeed in making two points to send and receive messages, he would take the teen to Tevinter to make one of the points there. The other would be with him by the eluvian. Then all Maevaris and Dorian would need to do is write and burn the paper.

"You look better."

Dorian looks up from the letters he collected in his absence and finds Maevaris herself standing by the fireplace.

"Anything new?"
"Two weeks isn't enough time for anything. Any assassins that came for you were very disappointed."
The necromancer frowns. "They're already coming here?"
"No. Nobody is aware we have an eluvian so they think you're still at your estate."
"That's advantageous. Let them keep thinking that."
Maevaris walks over to the desk. "How's your new family?"
"Chaotically wonderful. How's my mother? Still drinking herself into a stupor?"
"Something like that. She asked about you a few days ago."
"She can keep asking as far as I'm concerned. Last time I went to visit her…" Dorian sighs. "…it did not go well. Sadly, I prefer my sister's parents. That entire family sneezes love."
Mae laughs. "It's something you need Dorian, and you want it, so just embrace it. They're obviously willing to give it from what your lover told me."
Dorian smiles at her. "The wine is a plus. I'll have to see if I can bring you a bottle. It will have you singing lewd tavern songs halfway through."
"I'll hold you to that Pavus. Now, I'll be heading back to Tevinter. Don't be a stranger. I will come find you."

Dorian waves her away with an amused huff, and Magister Tilani leaves him to finish with his letters. He spent the next couple of hours doing so, and when the sun set, he was joined by his lover, Elisa, Cullen, and Lance. The youngest looked pleased and that only meant that he did in fact find the infirmary and helped as much as he could. He was the clichéd lover, not fighter.

"There is no end to these pranks." Cullen groans.
"I guess Sera showed how much she missed you? She pointed an arrow at me."
Nolan rubs the back of his head. "You two got off easy. She smacked the back of my head."
Elisa smiles smugly. "I got a hug…and a grope."
Dorian snorts and then notices the small sack in her hands. "What is that sorora?"
She smiles. "Soap."
Lance tilts his head. "Don't we have soap at home?"
"Not any that smells of Embrium avemo." Dorian neatly stacks the papers on his desk. "Are we ready to head home?"

Everyone nods and they make their way to the eluvian where Elisa gently elbows the mage's ribs.

"It's home now?"
"It is as you said to me." He smiles at her questioning look. "Home is with you."

A/N: I know this was short and a little different from my usual stuff, but I just want this to be simple. Just a peek of what life there would be like. I may do oneshots of this side in the future.