( In a way, the worry in Lestat's voice is helpful, because it gives Louis something to focus on that isn't his own emotion. Instinctively, his tone becomes reassuring, the voice he'd used to calm his younger siblings when he was still a mortal man. )
Yes, Lestat, of course. I'm on my way. I'll be there very soon, all right? I'll let myself in.
( And true to his word, once he sets off, it's only a few minutes before he arrives. He opens the door as quietly as he can, all but sneaking in and latching it behind him again. His hair is a mess and his cheeks are slightly pink and chilled from the wind; he's obviously raced here. )
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Yes, Lestat, of course. I'm on my way. I'll be there very soon, all right? I'll let myself in.
( And true to his word, once he sets off, it's only a few minutes before he arrives. He opens the door as quietly as he can, all but sneaking in and latching it behind him again. His hair is a mess and his cheeks are slightly pink and chilled from the wind; he's obviously raced here. )