Doing yourself harm. Louis describing Lestat with blood streaming out of his ears. Notes, notes. Daniel observes. He can't see into Armand's head, but he can, if he tries, perceive what he's doing outside of it. Difficult to fix his awareness on, like a psychic magic eye picture.
But he's patient. Attentive. Curious about it, and eager to learn this even as it feels like a sinister caress against nerves left raw by the past so recently remembered. Daniel leans with his elbows on his knees (posture made youthful again, almost looking like a young man wearing a costume). Armand wants his victims to ask for it.
Is this 'sin', to be sought? Or is it just another kind of vigilantism? Mercy? If you must kill, might as well kill those who deserve death. What about those who want it? I like my life, from 1973, from an hour ago. Daniel watches Armand weave this spell of a lure, and his unease blooms into determination. No one will be able to pull anything like that on him again. No one will do this to him. He'll see it from now on.
Another steadying breath. He looks through these minds, careful, gentle.
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But he's patient. Attentive. Curious about it, and eager to learn this even as it feels like a sinister caress against nerves left raw by the past so recently remembered. Daniel leans with his elbows on his knees (posture made youthful again, almost looking like a young man wearing a costume). Armand wants his victims to ask for it.
Is this 'sin', to be sought? Or is it just another kind of vigilantism? Mercy? If you must kill, might as well kill those who deserve death. What about those who want it? I like my life, from 1973, from an hour ago. Daniel watches Armand weave this spell of a lure, and his unease blooms into determination. No one will be able to pull anything like that on him again. No one will do this to him. He'll see it from now on.
Another steadying breath. He looks through these minds, careful, gentle.