[ Lestat follows almost dumbly, face a perfect picture of childlike hope as he watches Louis pull him along. There's a strange kind of nervous anticipation in his chest, though he isn't rightly sure what it means or why he feels it so strongly now.. but there's a memory spiralling out of control in his mind, only it's Louis with the burn of winter in his cheeks and a clammy warmth to his hands where he's just breathed onto them to ease the ache of the chill wind.
It's perfect torture, what could have been, and Lestat feels himself fall a little more in love from the mere impossibility of it.
He squeezes Louis' hand, picking up his own pace so that they are walking together with their hands clasped, then increasing it a little more so that he is half jogging past the barrier of the showroom entrance and into the large open space of the display floor, pulling Louis along with him, excitement shimmering in the way he holds himself, powerfully mortal. The couch comes into sight in moments, stealing the limelight; a mock Chesterfield three seater in imitation black leather, with a matching armchair and footstool, posed with a delicate golden reading lamp on a dark oak sidetable. ]
Do you think we can afford it, Louis? It's more than you budgeted, but it's too perfect to leave behind.
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It's perfect torture, what could have been, and Lestat feels himself fall a little more in love from the mere impossibility of it.
He squeezes Louis' hand, picking up his own pace so that they are walking together with their hands clasped, then increasing it a little more so that he is half jogging past the barrier of the showroom entrance and into the large open space of the display floor, pulling Louis along with him, excitement shimmering in the way he holds himself, powerfully mortal. The couch comes into sight in moments, stealing the limelight; a mock Chesterfield three seater in imitation black leather, with a matching armchair and footstool, posed with a delicate golden reading lamp on a dark oak sidetable. ]
Do you think we can afford it, Louis? It's more than you budgeted, but it's too perfect to leave behind.