I...well, I do. [ This is going to suck so hard, as shown by Dorian's slightly guilty expression. ]

Months ago, I saw Chilton in a psychiatric capacity, more for shits and giggles than anything else. He suggested I find a project, someone to work on. I picked Will Graham, unfortunately believing the two were actually close and unaware of the fact that I'd actually like Graham later. The general gist was worm my way into Graham's affection, with the intent to turn him away from Chilton or alternatively, to break him entirely. It ended up being the latter, as for some reason, I decided that it would be a great idea to psychologically terrorize him with body parts while continuing to worm my way into his life.

[ this is the man you chose to marry. There's a pause, while Dorian takes a sip of his gin. ]