Dorian was more scared than excited. Because the other had turned from client to invader in ten seconds flat. The way he walked around in his home like he owned the place, and the very fact that he spoke the truth. He had to commend the other for not lying to him. Dorian would have possibly been able to pick up the lies, though he had no idea what he was, so that was left up for debate. Regardless, he shifted to put himself within easy reach of his gun and set his phone down. It was unlocked, and he pulled up the dial pad. He had 911 on speed dial and it wouldn't take much effort at all to call the police. Yet he didn't.<br/><br/>Perhaps he was stupid. The other had paid for his services, but had now invaded his home. He picked up the gun again and flicked the safety off. "If you came here to insult me, leave. No, in fact, you should just leave, because you aren't a guest in my home." Again Dorian leveled the gun at him. He wasn't aiming to kill. Dorian had never killed anyone in his life. He wasn't some psychopath. He wasn't deranged. Dorian had chosen a means of survival that was suitable for his skill set. Never mind that he had done some sketchy things to get his clients freed of their charges, but there were far worse people in the world. And what those people did once they obtained their freedom was none of his business. Most left the state, and therefore were out of his juridisticion.<br/><br/>"This isn't up for discussion. I will defend myself if I have to." He gestured to the door with his head, but had to hold the gun with both hands, of course. One was unpractical even though he could for a second to dial the police. "I don't care what mood you're in. You are unwanted in my home and I will report you to the authorities." If he didn't know any better Kade had framed his own employee, which sent an unnerving chill down his spine. He was very glad the counter was between them, and even more glad he was somewhat decent of a shot. He went to the shooting range on Sundays so he didn't get rusty. One could never be too safe.<br/><br/>He just wanted the other out and this moment forgotten. Though he was already making a mental list of what to do. He would not take the other as his client even if he were guilty of murder. Simply because the other had intimidated and frightened him in his own home and that wasn't good business. Not in a court of law, and not in his own morality. He didn't respond to his words, either, not feeding into them. As nice as it may have been to have company, these weren't the circumstances he wanted to have company.