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    “... I do wish it was you,” Armand continues, smiling at him and lacing his fingers through Lestat’s. “Even in Marius’ stead. You’ve never hurt me so, not for all I did to deserve it. To you, it is a form of art to make love. And I wish I was him—for you, to not have been hurt so badly.”

     

    “I did hurt you very badly once,” Lestat reminds him.

     

    “Yes, well. I got better.”

     

    They sit in silence for some time. Armand kneads gently along Lestat’s shoulder and back muscles, content with the task, letting him relax incrementally. He leaves him to the silence, waits for Lestat to fill the space, as he always does. It’s inevitable.

     

    “Well, how would you have done it?”

     

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    Or: Lestat, Armand, and the art of painting over the cracks.

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