[And now the guilt settles in. Louis keeps his gaze set on Lestat, eyes beginning to redden around the edges with the beginning of tears.]
I... was wrong. What I did was wrong.
[Louis takes in another breath.]
I'm sorry.
[He feels like they're on different footing, like his mishap at the Christmas Ball.]
And you don't have to take me back if that's what you decide.
[It would most certainly cause Louis to drop into a deep depression, he'd bury himself in books, he'd never forgive himself for ruining the best thing in his life.]
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I... was wrong. What I did was wrong.
[Louis takes in another breath.]
I'm sorry.
[He feels like they're on different footing, like his mishap at the Christmas Ball.]
And you don't have to take me back if that's what you decide.
[It would most certainly cause Louis to drop into a deep depression, he'd bury himself in books, he'd never forgive himself for ruining the best thing in his life.]