[After all, before Louis, who would have thought to keep blood for him, would have worried that he might go unfed? It's a thought that could make him weep of love and gratitude. Instead, his arms wrap Louis in closer, letting him lean in against him as he wishes.
Everything about the day feels so raw, grief and regret and horror and sadness kicked up by what they'd learned. Which is why it is so soothing to have each other in all this, to have Louis in his arms and to be embraced in turn.
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[After all, before Louis, who would have thought to keep blood for him, would have worried that he might go unfed? It's a thought that could make him weep of love and gratitude. Instead, his arms wrap Louis in closer, letting him lean in against him as he wishes.
Everything about the day feels so raw, grief and regret and horror and sadness kicked up by what they'd learned. Which is why it is so soothing to have each other in all this, to have Louis in his arms and to be embraced in turn.
After a moment, he nods softly before murmuring:]
Let us drink, then.