[Even if Harry were more obvious with his emotions, Dorian is too much caught up in himself to notice. But there is time yet for that. Dorian stands, reacting to Harry in forgotten but engraved habits. He grabs his own coat, taking the lead in heading out.]

My favourite place to dine out is nearby. It's easier in this city to walk where you need to go. [As they head out, he briefly touches Harry's elbow.] The natives aren't . . . entirely warm to us. My hope is that last week's events bought us good will with them, but it still serves to err on the side of caution.

['Err on the side of caution,' says Dorian Gray to Lord Henry Wotton.]