Louis' thumbs stroke over and over Daniel's cheeks. Smooth away the traces of blood. Find reassurance in the warmth of him, breathing and alive, caught up between Louis' hands.
"I'll take care of it."
Penance, maybe, for the number of bodies Armand dealt with on Louis' behalf. His turn now, to clean up.
"I'm not so far out of practice that it's beyond me."
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Louis' thumbs stroke over and over Daniel's cheeks. Smooth away the traces of blood. Find reassurance in the warmth of him, breathing and alive, caught up between Louis' hands.
"I'll take care of it."
Penance, maybe, for the number of bodies Armand dealt with on Louis' behalf. His turn now, to clean up.
"I'm not so far out of practice that it's beyond me."