Watching Daniel smile really diminishes the allure of heading out into the streets of downtown Columbus.

Armand had wanted him, yes. Louis knows this, has never felt any reason to doubt it. Armand had wanted him, but by the time they parted, the unseen fractures between them had swallowed up any pleasure they could possibly take in each other's company. How rare it would have been, to see Armand look at him with the kind of sincerity Daniel shows now, smiling at the possibility of sharing a continent with Louis.

They do need to be disentangling, but Louis leans up and kisses him again as if Daniel's expression is something that could be tasted.

"Buy me a drink," Louis entices, punctuates with a last light kiss brushed to Daniel's mouth. "I'd like that."

Echoes of the past, Daniel fumbling a crumpled bill onto the bar to buy Louis something cheap but strong. Louis letting him, even though he had a wallet thick with cash.

"You can tell me what you been doing since I last saw you."

Whatever Daniel hasn't already offered up, set into Louis' mind whenever they reached out to each other telepahically.