It's worse than the thing Louis does, where he pries unpleasant truths out of Daniel's mind in painful chunks and his whole body quakes with the intrusion. Armand is silent and effortless: there is no sensing him in there, no predicting what he might know or what he could twist and change. Daniel isn't even sure if he does feel love or if Armand simply speaks it into existence. Vulnerability flashes clear across his features, and it's not because of those predator's fangs.
"Nothing's unknowable." That's his credo as a writer, to pin impossibilities and concepts onto paper, to make physical the complex mixture of philosophy and empathy and research that it takes to shape a man. Daniel's sole god has been writing since he was nine years old, it's the only tool he has to make sense of the world. Even "off the record" he still takes mental notes on their conversation, third thoughts analysing what he's told; it's not part of a secret plan to publish, that's just the way his mind works.
"Believe me, I'm well aware of what you are." Exciting and terrifying in all the ways he's different. Dangerous, much more dangerous than Louis. "But maybe vampires aren't as far away from humanity as you want to think." They both kill. They both love. They both spend too much time thinking about their own nature. They set up communities with rules and then break them. They fall in love. They go mad. More and more, listening to Louis' story, he's come to understand: "What's the difference between Dubai and Abu Dhabi aside from a few extra layers of detritus and some magic powers?"
Probably he should have denied the love thing instead.
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"Nothing's unknowable." That's his credo as a writer, to pin impossibilities and concepts onto paper, to make physical the complex mixture of philosophy and empathy and research that it takes to shape a man. Daniel's sole god has been writing since he was nine years old, it's the only tool he has to make sense of the world. Even "off the record" he still takes mental notes on their conversation, third thoughts analysing what he's told; it's not part of a secret plan to publish, that's just the way his mind works.
"Believe me, I'm well aware of what you are." Exciting and terrifying in all the ways he's different. Dangerous, much more dangerous than Louis. "But maybe vampires aren't as far away from humanity as you want to think." They both kill. They both love. They both spend too much time thinking about their own nature. They set up communities with rules and then break them. They fall in love. They go mad. More and more, listening to Louis' story, he's come to understand: "What's the difference between Dubai and Abu Dhabi aside from a few extra layers of detritus and some magic powers?"
Probably he should have denied the love thing instead.