[ He’s not quite asleep, in that strange, almost fever state he recalls from being mortal. It feels…safe. As if he’s hiding under Bianca’s bed while she speaks to her waiting ladies or curled up in Marius’ bed while he addresses one of the tutors in the adjoining room.
These voices are more familiar and dear than visiting strangers however and Armand stirs briefly as Louis joins them on the bed, feeling the dip of the mattress and responding with a bleary sounding noise.
He’s still a mess of dried blood and tears, still fresh wounds gouged down his neck, the tops of his arms and of course his back, covered just enough by the blanket he’s pulled close - clearly all he can stand at present. The hand not holding the little bear reaches out blindly, alighting on Lestat’s stomach and curling in the netting of his shirt, anchoring there as Armand murmurs drowsily without lifting his head. ]
Louis? I heard him, Lestat. He is safe, oh— my heart, you’re both.. you’ll go.
[ His tone is full of muddled relief, words disjointed but he visibly relaxes, though his hand stays caught against Lestat’s stomach as if his words and actual desire are terribly incongurent. ]
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These voices are more familiar and dear than visiting strangers however and Armand stirs briefly as Louis joins them on the bed, feeling the dip of the mattress and responding with a bleary sounding noise.
He’s still a mess of dried blood and tears, still fresh wounds gouged down his neck, the tops of his arms and of course his back, covered just enough by the blanket he’s pulled close - clearly all he can stand at present. The hand not holding the little bear reaches out blindly, alighting on Lestat’s stomach and curling in the netting of his shirt, anchoring there as Armand murmurs drowsily without lifting his head. ]
Louis? I heard him, Lestat. He is safe, oh— my heart, you’re both.. you’ll go.
[ His tone is full of muddled relief, words disjointed but he visibly relaxes, though his hand stays caught against Lestat’s stomach as if his words and actual desire are terribly incongurent. ]