[ Lestat feels Armand's cold hand ghost over his own, the points of his nails, the chill of his rings, and he looks at it with the expression of a child seeing something strange but beautiful for the first time. It's easy, then, for Lestat to turn his hand ever so slightly and lift Armand's hand to his mouth, so that he can press a kiss to his pale knuckles. ]
I'll get you out of here, ange. I've done it enough times by now to know how.
[ Without warning so that there is no time for complaint, Lestat hooks his arms beneath Armand's legs and around his torso so that he can lift the older vampire securely into his arms. He makes sure to keep his hold away from where he knows the wounds on his back are, a strange display of attentiveness that almost seems uncharacteristic of him, but he chooses not to dwell on it.
He also shows that he was certainly not exaggerating earlier when he said he knows his way around. He navigates the final floor with ridiculously well-timed speed and agility, fuelled by Armand's powerful blood as he is, and reaches the party floor in no time. He doesn't leave before retrieving a beautiful dark blue and gold (of course) letterman with Armand's name embroidered on the back, which he lays across Armand's lap before taking him down into the fresh night air and descending the fire escape to start them on their journey home.
It's only then he realises something quite crucial. ]
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I'll get you out of here, ange. I've done it enough times by now to know how.
[ Without warning so that there is no time for complaint, Lestat hooks his arms beneath Armand's legs and around his torso so that he can lift the older vampire securely into his arms. He makes sure to keep his hold away from where he knows the wounds on his back are, a strange display of attentiveness that almost seems uncharacteristic of him, but he chooses not to dwell on it.
He also shows that he was certainly not exaggerating earlier when he said he knows his way around. He navigates the final floor with ridiculously well-timed speed and agility, fuelled by Armand's powerful blood as he is, and reaches the party floor in no time. He doesn't leave before retrieving a beautiful dark blue and gold (of course) letterman with Armand's name embroidered on the back, which he lays across Armand's lap before taking him down into the fresh night air and descending the fire escape to start them on their journey home.
It's only then he realises something quite crucial. ]
Where is it you live, Armand?