The way of the world had changed, of that Sebastian had particularly little doubt. Marriage within itself had evolved into a fashion that was altogether meaningless, at least from what the vampire had observed. It was so particularly easy to entice even those sworn to fidelity, not that it hadn't always been. But still, at least once there were protests in an effort to maintain the credibility of their family's name. Now there were divorces and affairs, annulments and vegas weddings, elopements and other variety of false efforts to commit that the vampire entirely failed to understand even bothering with. He was, in turn, hardly astonished to discover this information of the woman with whom Dorian had lived with, though the fact that she did indeed have a suitor of her own certainly managed to answer a number of inquiries that never would have left the Englishman's lips. He had, naturally, wonder if the two were entangled, after all, living with a woman not of familial relation was perhaps just as unheard of. "It still happens, though it is not as....rigid as it once was. The relationship that this...woman of yours has is much more the norm these days." A soft breath left the man's lips in a sigh, his crystalline gaze still tracing the stars overhead. "At the very least, neither of us have to fret over courting or asking permission for a woman's hand anymore. Those traditions are all but dead now."

It was a rather unfortunate truth. So much of the world they had been so meticulous trained for had disappeared in what had seemed a mere blink of an eye - gone to the sands of time with no hope of ever returning and instead, the pair of immortals were left to but tread water in an effort to find their place on this new horizon. It was that knowledge that so brought concern once again tracing his features, the vampire easily worried, it would seem, over the welfare of his companion. It was surely a testament to his unexpected attachment to the man, his care resonating in a way that was certainly harder to merely hide from his companion. Still, he hardly lingered upon the topic long, his crystalline gaze merely glancing down at the man who too looked up at him. He nodded ever so slightly in a way of return, hardly doubting the King's ability to do just that. After all, Dorian had been entirely cautious of Sebastian himself upon their first meeting, the man required to employ his own affinity to loosen those boundaries enough to achieve what he had, at the time, desired. It was humorous in a way, to look back upon.

Still, the vampire was entirely content to continue this game the two men so effortlessly played. Despite all his knowledge of just how one sided his feelings surely were, much less how terribly this would all certainly end, the vampire found himself all too ready to take up the mantle and thus, once again offer his own suggestion for an entirely mysterious "next time". He could hardly deny the simper that traced his lips at that look that so crosse his lovers features at this simply denial of knowledge. Sebastian knew well of the inquisitiveness that flooded through the fae King's veins. In fact, he half anticipated that Dorian might find a means to discover on his own what this illusive "aquarium" was - though no description or picture would surely do justice to the wonderment that merely glass could so provide. He could, however, hardly help the chuckle that left his lips at his companion's words, much less the smug smile that remained upon his masculine features. "You certainly deserve it, after all, this time I don't even get the chance to know what I'm being teased with other then that there is something." A rather pointed look was given towards the direction of his enigmatic companion though, in truth, he hardly held it against his lover. Quite the contrary, it certainly managed to absorb more of Sebastian's thoughts then he cared to admit in the days the two parted from each other's company.

His gaze, however, slowly turned back towards the heavens above at the mention of the change in the constellations overhead. Sebastian hardly hesitated to search out for the one pinprick of light that he was assured Dorian too might know of, even if she was only explicitly discovered relatively recently. She had still always been there, regardless of her name or finder or any other such nonsense. His azure gaze flickered back towards his companion, enjoying that clearly pleased look that crossed the man's features at finding this one bit of familiarity even on the opposite end of the world. What he hadn't expected, however, was the King's efforts to tease him on his use of pronouns. His lips parted, clearly intending to offer some sort of rebuttal except that, in this, he had little excuse. Thankfully, he was spared any such efforts only by a rather dismal truth, one that he felt innately within his very soul. Dawn was coming.

A small frown traced the vampire's lips at Dorian's efforts to release him from his company and yet, despite the disappointment that surely filled the man's chest, he hardly protested. Instead, the vampire turned his gaze towards the stars, making every effort to draw upon what little knowledge he had of the heavens to point out the stars and constellations that he did somewhat recognize if only for the simple ability to draw out what he could of what had been nearly a perfect evening. He didn't want this to end and yet...a part of him hesitated to offer Dorian return to his own bed with him. It would be selfish wouldn't it? To request the King of Naples stay with him in bed throughout the daylight hours for but his own sake? He was assured he would rejected for such a ridiculous notion and so, when the vampire finally did run out of stars in the sky, he found himself saying goodbye with but the promise of yet another next time.