Lestat turns his hand, long fingers curling around Louis', capturing it there, still resting against his chest. Enticed, simply, to reacquaint himself with the ways they can tangle their fingers, find new configurations to hold each others hands in. His gaze, drifting to this.
Back to Louis' face.
"Uncharted wilderness." There be dragons, or at least, one fire-eyed demon. He has before tried to remember the exact configuration of emotions he had, that night in Magnus's lair. Was there any room for vindictiveness, anger, in his certainty that he had no place at Louis' side? Was there any meaning in his blessing, watching him and Armand wander into the darkness together?
Lestat squeezes their palms together, mouth twinging aside. "You won't be lost anymore," he says, after a moment of thinking. "I won't allow it. Even if you don't know where to go, you can come with me, and figure it out on the way."
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Back to Louis' face.
"Uncharted wilderness." There be dragons, or at least, one fire-eyed demon. He has before tried to remember the exact configuration of emotions he had, that night in Magnus's lair. Was there any room for vindictiveness, anger, in his certainty that he had no place at Louis' side? Was there any meaning in his blessing, watching him and Armand wander into the darkness together?
Lestat squeezes their palms together, mouth twinging aside. "You won't be lost anymore," he says, after a moment of thinking. "I won't allow it. Even if you don't know where to go, you can come with me, and figure it out on the way."