Daniel, prickling with anxiety. Not dissimilar to Louis' voice whispering Lunch is almost over. Try. Fearful. A sense of the intention forming within Daniel's mind.

Don't tempt him to chase you.

Armand's favored way of feeding, giving chase. Measuring himself against his meal.

Would he reverse his assertions, the ones he made Daniel put to the paper pinned beneath his palm? If given the chance, would Armand pursue and devour Daniel and leave Louis nothing but a husk as punishment and warning both?