Shaking his head a little, Dorian looks at his hand and flexes his fingers, feeling his magic crackling under his skin. "I'm not..." Glancing up, seeing how the people around them were acting, he adds, "If anything, I'm just as affected by whatever it is as anyone here."

Thinking for a moment, Dorian hums under his breath. "I think there was something similar when I first arrived here. A masquerade ball, and an area that seemed to... enhance certain moods." He pauses, then shakes his head. "Though from what I recall, it was only intensify moods that people were already feeling. Not quite..." He gestures to the space around them. "This."