[ Armand's expression softens with relief, his body slowly seeming to release most of the tension it's been collecting. ]

A few days would do us all a great deal of good, I think.

[ He nods, leaning close — nearly forehead to forehead, or as close as he's able to reach from this angle — to nudge Louis's nose against his own. ]

Maybe Mr. Molloy will finally learn that having a poor bedside manner does actually carry some consequences in his profession.