(No, Louis has not spoken this whim aloud to anyone else.)
"You're not third wheeling," is maybe an early tell for how Louis is going to answer the latter question.
But he does mean it. Daniel has a place, always, with Louis. And he suspects the same is true for Lestat. Daniel belongs with them. Louis' fingers lay over Daniel's, holding his hand there at his chest, pressing down a little harder, instructive. Yes, he means this.
And Louis misses New Orleans, as much as he believes he should be moving farther and farther from it. That he should be putting himself together in new surroundings, circle back when he is certain he's something like whole.
Louis isn't sure what that will feel like. It's been a long time.
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"You're not third wheeling," is maybe an early tell for how Louis is going to answer the latter question.
But he does mean it. Daniel has a place, always, with Louis. And he suspects the same is true for Lestat. Daniel belongs with them. Louis' fingers lay over Daniel's, holding his hand there at his chest, pressing down a little harder, instructive. Yes, he means this.
And Louis misses New Orleans, as much as he believes he should be moving farther and farther from it. That he should be putting himself together in new surroundings, circle back when he is certain he's something like whole.
Louis isn't sure what that will feel like. It's been a long time.
"He and I, we're alright. Don't we seem alright?"
Inviting the opinion Daniel might give anyway.