"I'm the last person to judge anyone's coping habits, given what mine were," Daniel says. He finds himself hoping that the lost maker is safely dead somewhere, all the way fuckin' dead. At the moment, it's better Armand can't read his mind.
"So if that's really what you want to do, or what you think's best, it's your decision." Not that he really expects Armand to buy that. But since they're being honest, he takes his turn. "I didn't know you in any way I understood. I thought I was fascinated by you because you were-- well, beautiful. Devoted to your service. Definitely a smartass."
Glancing sidelong at Armand, admiring his fine profile in the moonlight, he murmurs, "But I felt something else, too, I had dreams that would melt away. Feelings I could blow off as my regrets about dying while closeted."
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Date: 2024-09-08 02:41 am (UTC)"So if that's really what you want to do, or what you think's best, it's your decision." Not that he really expects Armand to buy that. But since they're being honest, he takes his turn. "I didn't know you in any way I understood. I thought I was fascinated by you because you were-- well, beautiful. Devoted to your service. Definitely a smartass."
Glancing sidelong at Armand, admiring his fine profile in the moonlight, he murmurs, "But I felt something else, too, I had dreams that would melt away. Feelings I could blow off as my regrets about dying while closeted."