Dorian nodded as he headed toward the door. "Yes, five years is what I've been quoted, to find our world and return us to it. Plenty of time to fill, really." Though if he were honest, Dorian still didn't know whether he was anticipatory or apprehensive of the time they were to stay here, idle. He felt as though they should be doing something but there wasn't much one could do about, well, anything they were facing when they were in another reality.

"Ah, good! I'm glad I could provide a distraction, at the very least." His tone was playful as he opened the door for her. "Your Grace."