That makes Daniel chuckle, always a little uncomfortable with being seen even though, when it's Armand, he likes it too. Specifically embarrassed that the romance appeals to him - but then, he'd known they were the same kind of romantic since Louis had spoken of Armand outside his window quoting Shakespeare. Poetry in the bedroom, roses in the garden, they're just like this. Romance is timeless, classic symbols to both of them.

Maybe marriage can be like that too - later. One day. He's not ruling it out.

At this point they've easily shared enough for the Church to free them, but Daniel wraps a hand lightly around one of Armand's slender wrists. "Well, that rules out getting married to get out of here. How about kink?"