"Yeah," Daniel says, passing a hand over his mouth. "I'm gonna, looks like. I want to, which, believe me, I'm aware of the fucked up nature of things."
He'd liked it in a way that would surprise him if he had a lower threshold for it. Or maybe that's not right, maybe he'd always liked it.
But he can hear the softness of his own tone.
"There was-- I met him the same night I met Louis. The first interview. They were together, and Louis was the one I was aiming for that night. And thanks to my complete lack of self-preservation, it was Armand I was with afterward. Years. I don't have all the memories. I didn't even know who he was, the second time. Thought I was just having some end of life crisis and lusting after one of Louis's people."
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He'd liked it in a way that would surprise him if he had a lower threshold for it. Or maybe that's not right, maybe he'd always liked it.
But he can hear the softness of his own tone.
"There was-- I met him the same night I met Louis. The first interview. They were together, and Louis was the one I was aiming for that night. And thanks to my complete lack of self-preservation, it was Armand I was with afterward. Years. I don't have all the memories. I didn't even know who he was, the second time. Thought I was just having some end of life crisis and lusting after one of Louis's people."