Oh there they are, the big innocent eyes— an attempt at them, anyway, the effect is somewhat different without the contacts. Daniel, foolishly, had assumed that occasional glint was from corrective lenses. Who wears colored brown contacts? Well, somebody whose eyes are fucking orange, it turns out.
Weird, maybe. Daniel likes this better. The innocence is surreal now, having an animal quality, as though Armand really has no idea why he should bother pretending to be human at all, and this expression signifies something unrelated to Fake Rashid's accidental Bambi eyes.
Ppfft. Toothy smile, over cartoons.
"You're such a dork," he says, as if that's a perfectly normal thing to call a five hundred year old monster. He reaches up, touches his maker's chin, tilts his head down a little to look at him. A heartbeat later and he's moving away to grab his laptop.
"C'mere I'm gonna show you something." C'mere, they're already sitting in bed together. Look. Okay. He's pulling something up on YouTube, of all things, and he hits play and sets the laptop on the nightstand. 1893's Rock & Rule. It's beautiful, it's horrible. "So do you actually want to do the puzzle, or did you summon somebody to come in here and measure my ankles?"
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Oh there they are, the big innocent eyes— an attempt at them, anyway, the effect is somewhat different without the contacts. Daniel, foolishly, had assumed that occasional glint was from corrective lenses. Who wears colored brown contacts? Well, somebody whose eyes are fucking orange, it turns out.
Weird, maybe. Daniel likes this better. The innocence is surreal now, having an animal quality, as though Armand really has no idea why he should bother pretending to be human at all, and this expression signifies something unrelated to Fake Rashid's accidental Bambi eyes.
Ppfft. Toothy smile, over cartoons.
"You're such a dork," he says, as if that's a perfectly normal thing to call a five hundred year old monster. He reaches up, touches his maker's chin, tilts his head down a little to look at him. A heartbeat later and he's moving away to grab his laptop.
"C'mere I'm gonna show you something." C'mere, they're already sitting in bed together. Look. Okay. He's pulling something up on YouTube, of all things, and he hits play and sets the laptop on the nightstand. 1893's Rock & Rule. It's beautiful, it's horrible. "So do you actually want to do the puzzle, or did you summon somebody to come in here and measure my ankles?"