The dormouse had found himself again lost in the vibrant and active streets this city had to offer. Wide eyed he looked from left to right, body slightly tense from the loud noises that entered his ears. At times he would flinch slightly when someone bumped into him. Wrapping his arms around his slim waist he suddenly stood still-ignoring the cursing and comments of fellow pedestrians who didn't appreciate that he was holding up the 'flow' of their movements.
Moving towards the side of the sidewalk he leaned against a lamp pole. Feeling utterly and completly at loss. A small yawn dared to escape his lips, shaking his head to try and stay awake he glanced over his shoulder-red optics catching sight of mis-matched hues. "--O h?" Turning around to get a better look on the one who carried such features, Dorian canted his head a bit. Such eyes. He had never seen it before and for that reason alone he ignored the thought that he just couldn't walk up to a stranger and fawn over his eyes.
The nightmare creature fastened his pace, so he could catch up with the male. Almost skipping he finally catched up to him and without so much thinking he grabbed onto his jacket. Without blinking Dori held his breath-waiting for any sort of scolding. Yet deep down he wouldn't care-such vivid optics, he needed to see it, touch it. It reminded him of the bright colors of the marbles he used to carry. "Bright." Was uttered.