[ Lestat closes his eyes as Louis reels off such a perfect rendition of something he's sure he's heard him read before โ in their flat, perhaps, through the wall of the room adjoining, Louis voice hushed enough that it would feel like a story only for her, but loud enough for Lestat to easily eavesdrop and share in their momentโฆ He hums in a similarly soft way, the memory taking him over easily as he also allows the exertion of the past few hours to finally rest in his limbs. It's approaching dawn rapidly, but then Lestat still has a while before sleep will take him without pretence, though perhaps he could simply close his eyes and drift until thenโฆ ]
Eloquent as ever, even this close to dawn.
[ He says it like it's a compliment, because it is. He lifts a hand to Louis' hair, twisting his fingers through the dark locks over and over in a slow, soothing motion that's honestly more for himself than it is Louis. ]
The boy was looking for me, wasn't he? You all but told him where to find me, and instead he found Armand. I'm sure he hadn't expected to find someone who'd end up being so important to him in a place like that.
[ Lestat inhales, a breath measured enough that it moves both of them against him with the shift of his body, then exhales just as slowly. ]
I don't think that Armand has never had the opportunity to be himself the way you and I have. He lived under a master, then he was a tool of Satan, then the coven master I made him. At your side, I assume he was looking for direction and for purpose, for something to keep him here.
[ A pause. It feels strange to be talking about these things so casually, but he supposes it's better than not talking about them at all. ]
He must have found that in this Daniel, some direction that led him to find out who he truly is, something to hold onto, to give his life meaning. And now we must put what we once knew about Armand aside, and try to see what Daniel has nurtured in him.
[ Another pause, and Lestat opens his eyes to gaze up at the ceiling. ]
How terrifying it must be to have your reason for living taken from you.
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Eloquent as ever, even this close to dawn.
[ He says it like it's a compliment, because it is. He lifts a hand to Louis' hair, twisting his fingers through the dark locks over and over in a slow, soothing motion that's honestly more for himself than it is Louis. ]
The boy was looking for me, wasn't he? You all but told him where to find me, and instead he found Armand. I'm sure he hadn't expected to find someone who'd end up being so important to him in a place like that.
[ Lestat inhales, a breath measured enough that it moves both of them against him with the shift of his body, then exhales just as slowly. ]
I don't think that Armand has never had the opportunity to be himself the way you and I have. He lived under a master, then he was a tool of Satan, then the coven master I made him. At your side, I assume he was looking for direction and for purpose, for something to keep him here.
[ A pause. It feels strange to be talking about these things so casually, but he supposes it's better than not talking about them at all. ]
He must have found that in this Daniel, some direction that led him to find out who he truly is, something to hold onto, to give his life meaning. And now we must put what we once knew about Armand aside, and try to see what Daniel has nurtured in him.
[ Another pause, and Lestat opens his eyes to gaze up at the ceiling. ]
How terrifying it must be to have your reason for living taken from you.