If Dorian were a man who discussed his feelings, he'd thank Tony later for the consideration and for allowing him to find his own resolution to the shock of his magic being stifled, but he was not. He'd willfully ignore for the rest of time that it had even occurred, falling back into step with Tony and focusing instead on the topic at hand: warmth.

He doesn't attempt to hide his confusion at the word "rubber", a commodity unknown to Thedas at least to his knowledge, and arches an eyebrow at the claim that bedwarmers are antiquated.

"Artifacts from a by-gone era? Bedwarmers?" He holds up a hand to stay that course of conversation. There was clearly something far more primary to clarify first. "There seems to be some sort of temporal deficit that is far more drastic than I realized."