[The name seems to calm him more than the touch does, although he does look at Dorian with a small frown -- trying to reconcile that he must be lost in some kind of memory rather than this playing out in real time, because otherwise why would Dorian be here and calling him that in the first place]
I thought about what would have happened. If I hadn't gone tal-vashoth. [And the dream around them is warping a little more, like it's starting to warm up -- less on the Storm Coast and maybe elsewhere, rattled by Bull's own agitation and distress at watching all of it play out like that]