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daniel molloy. ([personal profile] followups) wrote 2024-08-22 02:09 am (UTC)

Time to kill. Blenders. Armand's a funny guy, though he doesn't seem to know it. The sharpness is also funny, in its way, and Daniel has to put a conscious effort in not to smile. Aware that Armand has noticed him processing something, and that, apparently, Armand can't begin to guess. A total lack of ability to read people? Or just Daniel?

He considers the amount of time Armand spent as a mortal compared to the length of time he's been alive. Even if Armand had been a very keen observer, had honed his ability to predict people as a self-defense mechanism like many abuse victims do, it's been centuries since he's had to bother with it. Daniel makes a note of it. Cheat less. Don't lose this. Fuck eating a mortal meal once a week, practice humanity by continuing to be good at poker without telepathy.

But Armand asks, and this strikes Daniel as a good thing. Even with the edge. He's being invited to share, to engage. And so: he does.

"Back in Dubai." Striking this match. Talking about then, out loud and deliberate, instead of alluding. "When you were still wearing the costume. You accused me, in my capacity as a journalist, of doing the same thing as killing. Got a little dramatic. But I see what you meant, now. You were looking at it like this, weren't you?"

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