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helen of troy. ([personal profile] divorcing) wrote in [personal profile] followups 2025-04-25 02:07 am (UTC)

The name. The name, pulled from the air and said aloud. The name linked with this silver lining Daniel is offering, met with a tilt of Louis' head, eyes searching as Daniel settles. Doubtful.

All his romanticisms and embellishments, all the ways Louis has described maker and fledgling, and there is the single truth: whatever form it takes, there is a link. Something to tie maker and fledgling together.

Something Armand will tug on.

Something Louis had wanted to tie, soul to soul.

Does Louis want to argue? Maybe. A little. Daniel is offering him options, things for Louis to kick against, if he decides it to be worth the argument.

In the meantime, the immediate question:

"No," Louis answers. "He was gone. He left no sign as to where."

Some things withheld: how entirely Armand has shielded himself from Louis. How long it has been since Louis walked the earth without feeling Armand at the edge of his mind, like the link of fingers.

How Louis has wondered whether that light touch was more than he realized then.

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