Nothing to contribute, no instinct to do anything but try and provoke Louis into engaging, but aware how fucking stupid that is. Thinks again about the exasperation and frustration of Armand being the only one willing to talk to him, a couple weeks ago— but now he has to wonder if any of it was genuine. He'd hit roadblocks, gotten around them, and he keeps turning it over in his head. That moment where it seemed like Armand was going to lose it if he didn't believe him, strained, tense, not at all like his obvious doe-eyed lying.
Is Daniel just a fucking idiot? Was Armand just lashing out at what he knew would piss Lestat off most, comfortable with putting Daniel in bad spots?
He doesn't leave, but he goes onto the back patio for a smoke.
Hears himself recite Fuck these vampires out from Claudia's diary, an apropos memory, and nearly laughs.
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Nothing to contribute, no instinct to do anything but try and provoke Louis into engaging, but aware how fucking stupid that is. Thinks again about the exasperation and frustration of Armand being the only one willing to talk to him, a couple weeks ago— but now he has to wonder if any of it was genuine. He'd hit roadblocks, gotten around them, and he keeps turning it over in his head. That moment where it seemed like Armand was going to lose it if he didn't believe him, strained, tense, not at all like his obvious doe-eyed lying.
Is Daniel just a fucking idiot? Was Armand just lashing out at what he knew would piss Lestat off most, comfortable with putting Daniel in bad spots?
He doesn't leave, but he goes onto the back patio for a smoke.
Hears himself recite Fuck these vampires out from Claudia's diary, an apropos memory, and nearly laughs.