That's all they can ask for. After Louis' life spilling out of him like a wound, they should both be grateful for being here, and having this period of grace where everything is essentially fine. Even with vampires trying to kill them, even with the fabric of reality being upended from a book. They're here in a hotel, and Lestat is very politely not freaking the fuck out, and it's okay.
"Eternal gravitas is way cooler than being trapped as a youthful but idiotic junkie forever," he says, forcibly interjecting some levity into this, trying to buoy Louis' spirits. Daniel still struggles to accept that they were going to offer it to him, despite hearing it from Louis and Armand both by now, but a part of him is aware it's his own indecision and self-image that makes it impossible for him to engage with. He doesn't know what he'd have said. He still doesn't. In a way, Armand forcing it was a relief, though he will never, ever say that to Louis.
A look to Lestat. "That's how we met." Ahaha. Aha. Right. That's what they were going over. "Something we haven't touched on since Dubai."
Obviously. A fucking wreck of a conversation.
"Thanks."
For listening. For sitting next to Louis. For waiting for him this whole time.
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That's all they can ask for. After Louis' life spilling out of him like a wound, they should both be grateful for being here, and having this period of grace where everything is essentially fine. Even with vampires trying to kill them, even with the fabric of reality being upended from a book. They're here in a hotel, and Lestat is very politely not freaking the fuck out, and it's okay.
"Eternal gravitas is way cooler than being trapped as a youthful but idiotic junkie forever," he says, forcibly interjecting some levity into this, trying to buoy Louis' spirits. Daniel still struggles to accept that they were going to offer it to him, despite hearing it from Louis and Armand both by now, but a part of him is aware it's his own indecision and self-image that makes it impossible for him to engage with. He doesn't know what he'd have said. He still doesn't. In a way, Armand forcing it was a relief, though he will never, ever say that to Louis.
A look to Lestat. "That's how we met." Ahaha. Aha. Right. That's what they were going over. "Something we haven't touched on since Dubai."
Obviously. A fucking wreck of a conversation.
"Thanks."
For listening. For sitting next to Louis. For waiting for him this whole time.