Maybe will have to say later, once a phone is procured, that it would please him also if Lestat were to use it.
But not now.
The far door opens once more. Rachida bears in a crisp brown paper bag, sets it by the window. A brief exchange between her and Louis, logistics only. A few lingering pieces of business, things that could not accommodate being upended just because Louis' life had been entirely upended.
And then she is gone. And it is the two of them, alone in a room again.
"I made guesses," Louis says. "What you might like to wear."
And may well be far off base. They have been apart for a long time. Lestat had been wearing expensive things, in spite of the obvious neglect. Louis has chosen some similar items. Draping shirts, gleaming black buttons for fastening. Soft, clinging undershirts. Loose trousers, waists nipped in. And Lestat's own boots returned, polished, repaired.
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Maybe will have to say later, once a phone is procured, that it would please him also if Lestat were to use it.
But not now.
The far door opens once more. Rachida bears in a crisp brown paper bag, sets it by the window. A brief exchange between her and Louis, logistics only. A few lingering pieces of business, things that could not accommodate being upended just because Louis' life had been entirely upended.
And then she is gone. And it is the two of them, alone in a room again.
"I made guesses," Louis says. "What you might like to wear."
And may well be far off base. They have been apart for a long time. Lestat had been wearing expensive things, in spite of the obvious neglect. Louis has chosen some similar items. Draping shirts, gleaming black buttons for fastening. Soft, clinging undershirts. Loose trousers, waists nipped in. And Lestat's own boots returned, polished, repaired.
A humble offering. A start.