[ it would be easy to fall back into everything they were, but as armand pulls back he lets out a little sigh, leaning forward once more to press a kiss to his forehead, lingering. how different things are now that the truth is out in front of them. ]

Yeah. [ he will have to explain to lestat, something that stirs unease in the pit of his stomach, but things have changed between them, too. so he simply nods again, reaching to tip armand's chin so their eyes meet. ]

Let's get back to the room, yeah? Get dried off, warmed up. We can go to coffin, the rest we can figure out when we get there.

[ he touches armand's cheek, thumb brushing over the rise of his cheekbone, still marveling to see him well again, as alive as a vampire can be. ]