Daniel, despite everything that's been impressed on him in these strange few minutes, is still the guy Louis left alone with Armand. Over and over, he left him alone with Armand, Armand-as-Rashid and Armand-as-Armand, until the last time, when it was the worst time. Daniel has forgiven him for it wholeheartedly, but he comes back to it sometimes. Louis left him with Armand. Now a part of him is forever left with Armand.
The question lands like he's been slapped. Daniel just looks at him for a moment, hurt by the implication, but aware he deserves it.
"In a mansion built in 1985 with an endless supply of heroin and ludes and a fembot zombie of my first wife," he says, unkind. "Barring that, here. I know what I feel like. You know what I feel like. Doesn't mean it matters more than here."
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Daniel, despite everything that's been impressed on him in these strange few minutes, is still the guy Louis left alone with Armand. Over and over, he left him alone with Armand, Armand-as-Rashid and Armand-as-Armand, until the last time, when it was the worst time. Daniel has forgiven him for it wholeheartedly, but he comes back to it sometimes. Louis left him with Armand. Now a part of him is forever left with Armand.
The question lands like he's been slapped. Daniel just looks at him for a moment, hurt by the implication, but aware he deserves it.
"In a mansion built in 1985 with an endless supply of heroin and ludes and a fembot zombie of my first wife," he says, unkind. "Barring that, here. I know what I feel like. You know what I feel like. Doesn't mean it matters more than here."