Explanations, apologies. These are things Lestat should want, it's true, and has he gotten them? More or less, yes, from Daniel, who he then must believe when he is speaking on behalf of them both. His own breathing heightened after following the bright ribbon of his anger, crimson still colouring his waterline—
Tears, for fear of them both tempting fate, risking themselves, underestimating the threats surrounding them? This thing they are talking about? No, not really. A conversation in a room he is not in. An awful day in the seventies that he is a part of but not really. A book that has his name over and over again, written between only two of them. Louis, saying so easily, that he had intended to choose Daniel for himself. The ways he can be useful to this endeavor, subordinate to what the pair of them share now.
And in the moment, Daniel saying all the right things when Lestat would give anything to hear it all come from Louis.
Who then says that instead, words that fly past him, and Lestat only sees red, a hideous breaking of temper like a detonation in his mind.
"Enfant," unconscious echo of Armand's insult backhanded his own way, but the word leaps from him far more vicious, with greater feeling. "Enfant imprudent, appelant les loups depuis sa tour et ne redescendant que lorsque son propre chiot était en danger."
French rattles out loud and fast, probably sparing Daniel the obligation to intervene even if he still wished to. Unfortunately, English comes next.
"I want," is an answer to Daniel, even with his sights set on Louis, "for him to say it. Why he came here really."
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Tears, for fear of them both tempting fate, risking themselves, underestimating the threats surrounding them? This thing they are talking about? No, not really. A conversation in a room he is not in. An awful day in the seventies that he is a part of but not really. A book that has his name over and over again, written between only two of them. Louis, saying so easily, that he had intended to choose Daniel for himself. The ways he can be useful to this endeavor, subordinate to what the pair of them share now.
And in the moment, Daniel saying all the right things when Lestat would give anything to hear it all come from Louis.
Who then says that instead, words that fly past him, and Lestat only sees red, a hideous breaking of temper like a detonation in his mind.
"Enfant," unconscious echo of Armand's insult backhanded his own way, but the word leaps from him far more vicious, with greater feeling. "Enfant imprudent, appelant les loups depuis sa tour et ne redescendant que lorsque son propre chiot était en danger."
French rattles out loud and fast, probably sparing Daniel the obligation to intervene even if he still wished to. Unfortunately, English comes next.
"I want," is an answer to Daniel, even with his sights set on Louis, "for him to say it. Why he came here really."