Yes, some of this Lestat must have known. But some of it he does not. After all, did Louis not hear him call for banishment? See Armand in his place of privilege, watching? He feels something coil sharp in his chest as he listens.
An odd and sudden gravity, to evoke the last time they'd seen each other, those decades ago. Its evocation prickles cool across Lestat's skin, but he refuses himself the urge to look down or away. Watching Louis all the while. Uncurling a finger, letting his knuckle touch the weave of his coat at his shoulder.
"What did you know," he must ask, "when you were on the stage?"
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Yes, some of this Lestat must have known. But some of it he does not. After all, did Louis not hear him call for banishment? See Armand in his place of privilege, watching? He feels something coil sharp in his chest as he listens.
An odd and sudden gravity, to evoke the last time they'd seen each other, those decades ago. Its evocation prickles cool across Lestat's skin, but he refuses himself the urge to look down or away. Watching Louis all the while. Uncurling a finger, letting his knuckle touch the weave of his coat at his shoulder.
"What did you know," he must ask, "when you were on the stage?"