Having been content, momentarily, to lean into Daniel and let Daniel's hand cover his own. Turn his palm up, eventually, and tangle their fingers together. Let Rashid drive. Let the passing minutes without any new opposition manifesting lower the thud of adrenaline speeding Louis' heartbeat.
"Is he coming?" Louis asks, a question with an answer so clear that Louis doesn't bother to wait for one. Moves past it, winding into Daniel's mind as the car comes to a stop. As Louis straightens, slowly, from the heavy slouch he'd fallen into as they'd sped through the streets in silence.
Were you hurt?
Louis' impression is that Eimear had stayed her hand. That Daniel was not touched by whatever violence that followed.
It's only that he needs to hear it, he thinks. Needs to hear it while they wait for Lestat to reappear, so Louis can put aside at least one set of fears.
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"Is he coming?" Louis asks, a question with an answer so clear that Louis doesn't bother to wait for one. Moves past it, winding into Daniel's mind as the car comes to a stop. As Louis straightens, slowly, from the heavy slouch he'd fallen into as they'd sped through the streets in silence.
Were you hurt?
Louis' impression is that Eimear had stayed her hand. That Daniel was not touched by whatever violence that followed.
It's only that he needs to hear it, he thinks. Needs to hear it while they wait for Lestat to reappear, so Louis can put aside at least one set of fears.