Dorian was happy Shinji shook his hand. It was a tight grip, a very sturdy one, and it pleased his somehow. When the hands were let go, he tucked them into the pockets of his sweats, almost like a boy wiping off his hand from cooties.
"Oh, impressive, yes?" Dorian smiled genuinely, as it was so good to hear someone admire his and Mitch's efforts. It evoked a bit of pride in him. "I have never been to a party before, so I shall take your word for it! Mitch did most of the work, though. He is a sun over many different moons."
Will had just come in, too, and the mummy was beginning to feel the room come alive. The music helped (naturally), as did the bright colours. When it was finally packed with people, he knew it would be like an exploding nova, full of light and full of splendor. He couldn't wait to see it.
"Oh!" Dorian remembered: "It is okay if you become evil later, like the others you orbit. But for now, we see you as friend, and friends are welcome to Asgard. Until you become evil, okay? Then you can't come."