It could well be, yes... [Not that Dorian felt it was a very big deal at the moment, but it was a conversation at least and that seemed to have been Cisco's point all along. A part of Dorian felt bad for Magnus, though he was also a little envious of the man. He'd never let it be known how lonely he was, how much he missed his homeland, or even the drafty keep of Skyhold, or the people who called it home, but that didn't mean he didn't think of it every day. Even Magnus here was causing a pang of homesickness in the mage, but he pressed a smile through the dreary thoughts clouding his mind and remained focused on the conversation at hand.]

Ah, I see. A skilled craftsman can always find a place in any society. [He cracks a slight smile at his description, though.] Do you make these things for children?

[And at Magnus' question, he smiles proudly.] I am a researcher, an Enchanter, an explorer of magical theory, an archivist, and...currently trying to save the world from itself. [He holds up a hand.] And I realize that all sounds rather grand, but we are an army. I am only one.

(OOC: Sorry for the delay! Crazy holiday prep is crazy.)