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    (In Louis hotel suite)
    Lestat took his hands, both of Louis hands between his own. Wide hands, their use necessary for holding hunting tools, weapons to tame his rural mortal existence; essential survival use. Years before he touched a piano. Years, no, more than one century, before they had touched him. They encompassed his own; talented, long fingers both loosening and tightening in an uncoordinated way. His lips compressed, and his eyes roving his face, fixed on his mouth and back to his eyes, his hairline and again, unmoored. Almost a century ago it would have been bold, uncompromisingly sexual. Now, it was yearning; a clearer more raw message he could not have spoken. His red rimmed eyes shifted off of Louis and he stood, urging the same movement from Louis through their linked hands.
    (They talk. They agree on things. They communicate.)

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