Armand looks to that hand, a lingering kind of study while the road is empty and straight. Draws his attention up from it after a while, to Daniel's face. Here, he would normally part the flimsy curtains that separate him from the minds of others, and judge what the correct thing might be to say.
He remembers Daniel's heightened distress as Louis twisted a knife. He had been moved to grip the hilt and ease the strain, and collecting the necessary information to do so.
No ability to do so now.
"Our power, by its nature, only strengthens over time. Comprehensible, I think, but I can imagine it will take longer to trust it, the longer you've lived."
He was in his twenties, somewhere, when he was turned. His experience with age, health, development is not applicable to most. But he says a thing that sounds true to him, observable in others.
He looks back out at the road, and ponders whether he is really experiencing a change in paradigm or if his feelings are hurt. Daniel points out the turnoff, and Armand obeys.
no subject
He remembers Daniel's heightened distress as Louis twisted a knife. He had been moved to grip the hilt and ease the strain, and collecting the necessary information to do so.
No ability to do so now.
"Our power, by its nature, only strengthens over time. Comprehensible, I think, but I can imagine it will take longer to trust it, the longer you've lived."
He was in his twenties, somewhere, when he was turned. His experience with age, health, development is not applicable to most. But he says a thing that sounds true to him, observable in others.
He looks back out at the road, and ponders whether he is really experiencing a change in paradigm or if his feelings are hurt. Daniel points out the turnoff, and Armand obeys.