damnedest: (lestat-00278)
lestat de lioncourt. ([personal profile] damnedest) wrote 2025-03-08 04:29 am (UTC)

The robe corner is taken, dragged up, cried into.

And it's likely some of this dialogue gets lost in tears, muffled fabric, French accent coming in thicker all of a sudden, the pressure of some amount of pent up feeling all releasing at once. "He showed me," he says, or continues, or responds, it isn't quite clear, "he showed me all the, he showed me everything, all that Louis said about me and everything wrong I have done, all the ways I was lacking, and all Louis said to you, and how I have hurt, how I have hurt him," and somewhere in the afterlife, Claudia would probably agree that Lestat could, perhaps, use some perspective.

But, an honest broken heartedness in his tone, in the weight of his outburst, and perhaps exacerbated, perhaps exaggerated. Clear headed just enough to pick up a real thing Daniel has said to him as he folds over his half-sodden robe corner, "And who says he missed me, when he went away again, when he only came back for you," breathe shuddering shallow through each word.

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