"No," Louis tells him, instant. Miserable. "No, Daniel."
Shattering too, hearing Daniel apologize. Apologize for being taken, dragged across the globe. Changed.
Between them, it's Louis who should be sorry. But what use is an apology? This can't be undone. Can't be rectified. Louis couldn't save him. He can take Daniel from this room, but it erases nothing.
And Daniel is covered in blood. Smells different. Eyes changed. Louis' hand lifts, a fretful slip of fingers across Daniel's neck. Seeking the scarring Louis left there, decades ago.
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Shattering too, hearing Daniel apologize. Apologize for being taken, dragged across the globe. Changed.
Between them, it's Louis who should be sorry. But what use is an apology? This can't be undone. Can't be rectified. Louis couldn't save him. He can take Daniel from this room, but it erases nothing.
And Daniel is covered in blood. Smells different. Eyes changed. Louis' hand lifts, a fretful slip of fingers across Daniel's neck. Seeking the scarring Louis left there, decades ago.
"What do you feel?"