Probably not so much stunning at the moment. I was out there in the thick of it for a while.

[He's seen some of his close friends wearing glass for hands, for eyes, watched warriors become fragile. Watched people have to acknowledge their own bodies as foreign entities.]

[Something he's already lived through, and wouldn't wish on anyone.]

[Kazuhira takes Dorian's chin to tip his face away, to look at the damage left by creeping glass and potentially from heated battle, ignoring the scoldings.]

It doesn't look comfortable, but as long as it's not bothering you. [Not appalled by any longshot. Just potently concerning.]