Armand's hand drifts into Daniel's hair to slide through the curls, using his sharp nails to roughly nudge at his scalp. His eyes are closed, negating the bright lights and the view as they begin to travel upwards, but to him, it's about who he's with and that Daniel wants him in a way that he hasn't felt in centuries.

It also begs the question -- has anyone ever wanted him like this? The truth is too terrifying to face, so he ignores it.

"I cannot wait to try running and see exactly how far I get. I suppose I do owe you a chase in reverse," Armand muses, staring at him fondly as he opens his eyes, ignoring the city below. "Are you speaking metaphorically, beloved?" he questions, of Daniel's 'higher up' comments.