Like some undersea creature, cast up into colorful stars. Armand's beauty is unsettling even in ordinary times, persisting even when Daniel sees past it. Now it appears to be some unhinged thing, a force of nature in itself, and it's terrible in a way. But still beautiful.

(Maybe Daniel should have said May I.)

"Anywhere you want."

Daniel offers his hands to his maker, allowing him to guide them wherever. Hopefully not into, you know, an incinerator or something, but he's not actually worried. High enough to be enjoying himself and be seeing into other dimensions, but not high enough to be totally lost. Still keeping half a foot into the real world to maintain focus on Armand, in case he takes a bad turn.