"But it makes me feel better. Why must you be so cruel?"

But somewhere in there, Dorian does manage to put together some information. The call for reinforcements, for one, and the fact he could swear he heard Iron Bull's name for another. He moves his arm just enough to give Adelaide a look of great reproach. How could she do that to him? Ask for Iron Bull, who will then arrive, and see him in this state, sweating unattractively and nauseous and without his face on?

Not bad enough to kick up a protest, anyway, shoving arm back over swimming vision. "I haven't written a will. Burn everything I own along with me to be on the safe side." Except it comes out more mumbly than witticisms are preferred to be.