Does Louis think that touching his face so gently while he says ridiculous things is a viable strategy against Lestat arguing them?
Because he would be correct.
But Lestat's jaw sets in a stubbornly displeased angle, a look that transparently conveys he is not convinced. Louis was in danger because Louis was hurt. Danger occurred, manifested. But an invitation is made, and Lestat moves to accept it, two centuries and a half of practice of crawling into small dark spaces, with or without another. Taking care with limbs, seeking out the most comfortable configuration.
Tonight, it is to settle his weight against Louis, pin him to the floor of this—storage crate, merde, what is the point of being a billionaire vampire—
A sigh, in the dark. Once they are settled, "Why are you doing this?" Not argumentative so much as an honest question. "Explain it to me like I'm an imbecile."
no subject
Because he would be correct.
But Lestat's jaw sets in a stubbornly displeased angle, a look that transparently conveys he is not convinced. Louis was in danger because Louis was hurt. Danger occurred, manifested. But an invitation is made, and Lestat moves to accept it, two centuries and a half of practice of crawling into small dark spaces, with or without another. Taking care with limbs, seeking out the most comfortable configuration.
Tonight, it is to settle his weight against Louis, pin him to the floor of this—storage crate, merde, what is the point of being a billionaire vampire—
A sigh, in the dark. Once they are settled, "Why are you doing this?" Not argumentative so much as an honest question. "Explain it to me like I'm an imbecile."