I don't know! [ Dorian responded, obviously confused, obviously exasperated, obviously stressed. Because really, he didn't know what to do. He's in over his head and it shows. Because really, what's to stop Yuri from sneaking into their apartment and killing Toby as he slept? Dorian was safe (for now), his portrait hidden away, but Toby...Toby was the main priority. ]

I don't think that anyone would willingly sell you out. I mean, you're not me. You haven't pissed people off to the point of violence and you certainly don't gloat in it. I just...I don't know.

[ And that was what was killing him the most. The fact that he had absolutely no idea how to deal with this, what to do, how to keep Toby safe no matter what. ]