Dorian would make potions a priority as soon as he was in the right mind and instead of glass vials he would use soft leather pouches. Anything to reduce the risk of them hurting one another, while transformation dangerous were more difficult to deal with like fangs and claws, he figured they'd do less damage than having glass or weapons about. He can't be certain what he would do, but he 's well aware that his heart wouldn't change so much that he'd want to hurt Hanzo out of any sort of malice, but what he did in a state of passion...well he couldn't predict that.

Sliding his hands from Hanzo's wrists to twist around his fingers he raised both of the archer's arms so he could kiss the lower part of each thumb near the heel in turn. Trust was never something Dorian would abuse, especially given that it was trust in the mage and he wasn't used to people trusting him or valuing him in such a way.

"I would endeavor to make it up to you," Dorian chuckled softly, hoping they would both be in quite a frenzy at that point, but anything he did during that time he would make it up to Hanzo. He would not cross lines, he was certain, no matter what this change did to him he wouldn't allow it to take him over to that extent. "Aggressively possessive of me? Lord Hanzo...what an honor, I give you my full consent!" It was levity, certainly, but he was giving permission in advance, but to assure the archer that he was serious and not just joking, he pressed their foreheads together, his eyes penetrating Hanzo's, "if it's you, then yes...I can take it. Something as silly as a Moonblessing shouldn't deprive you of my company, you've been deprived long enough. As have I."