It's an odd thing. Marius had been occupied with taking care of Amadeo, but not his happiness. Louis had tended to Armand's happiness, but in his own way, and in the end, the shadow of their pasts had blotted that out.

Daniel, he has tortured and tormented and obfuscated and lied to. He's tampered with his memory, and yet, he loves him.

How strange he is. How wonderful. How fascinating. "I'll aspire to always tell you when I am," is a vow he believes he can keep. "Rest, Mr. Molloy. I'll wake you before sunrise."