A pause, in which Daniel looks slightly anxious, like a cat being pet the wrong way. Fur inward.
"Gonna stay my business."
Whatever went on between he and Armand is forever behind the door Louis walked out of, as far as Daniel's concerned. Louis let it shut behind him, and went to New Orleans (so the nerds have said, maybe they're wrong), and it didn't occur to him that Armand had no reason in the world to obey, that Armand might be motivated to exact revenge on the person who'd set the bomb off, that Armand had spent two weeks with a psychic power drill held up to Daniels' temple right in front of him. And so that's where it's going to stay: behind the door, past which only Daniel and (unfortunately) Armand are privy to.
He exhales and internally shakes off the ill feeling. The idea of sharing anything about it, even with Louis, is just... strange. Daniel looks at him, small frown knit between his brows.
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"Gonna stay my business."
Whatever went on between he and Armand is forever behind the door Louis walked out of, as far as Daniel's concerned. Louis let it shut behind him, and went to New Orleans (so the nerds have said, maybe they're wrong), and it didn't occur to him that Armand had no reason in the world to obey, that Armand might be motivated to exact revenge on the person who'd set the bomb off, that Armand had spent two weeks with a psychic power drill held up to Daniels' temple right in front of him. And so that's where it's going to stay: behind the door, past which only Daniel and (unfortunately) Armand are privy to.
He exhales and internally shakes off the ill feeling. The idea of sharing anything about it, even with Louis, is just... strange. Daniel looks at him, small frown knit between his brows.
"How are you? Are you okay, with everything now?"