Louis had relayed this dispassionately to Lestat. They speak often. Lestat worries. Argues sometimes, but worries more.
Louis chases Armand to some final, terrible confrontation and Louis has stopped thinking very rationally about it. This terrible game of keep-away while Daniel suffers and Louis pours money into his pursuit and thinks about passing days, hours minutes.
Begs sometimes, into the absence that is Armand. Please, I'll do anything.
Does he mean it? Some days, yes.
But Venice is promising. Louis has friends in Venice. He has eyes in Venice. Enough eyes to see Daniel before Louis ever reaches to touch his mind. This time, Louis is waiting nearby, no distance to travel, reasonably sure that he's been led to the right place when he tries to reach out, hook a finger like he could snag Daniel by the collar. Catch his attention, call him away.
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Louis had relayed this dispassionately to Lestat. They speak often. Lestat worries. Argues sometimes, but worries more.
Louis chases Armand to some final, terrible confrontation and Louis has stopped thinking very rationally about it. This terrible game of keep-away while Daniel suffers and Louis pours money into his pursuit and thinks about passing days, hours minutes.
Begs sometimes, into the absence that is Armand. Please, I'll do anything.
Does he mean it? Some days, yes.
But Venice is promising. Louis has friends in Venice. He has eyes in Venice. Enough eyes to see Daniel before Louis ever reaches to touch his mind. This time, Louis is waiting nearby, no distance to travel, reasonably sure that he's been led to the right place when he tries to reach out, hook a finger like he could snag Daniel by the collar. Catch his attention, call him away.
I'm here.
Unspoken: are you?