Louis feels his heart knock against his ribs, and he shifts not so subtly closer to Lestat on the sofa. He's dressed in a dark knitted sweater, sleeves pushed up to his elbows, hair carelessly messy, clearly not half as intentionally dressed as Lestat. There's a look of recognition in his bright green eyes, followed by a deliberate, unnatural stillness — an attempt to make his expression unreadable. Mostly, though, he just looks distrustful. )
Intriguing. Do people create their own endings, or has the ambiguity become the point?
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Louis feels his heart knock against his ribs, and he shifts not so subtly closer to Lestat on the sofa. He's dressed in a dark knitted sweater, sleeves pushed up to his elbows, hair carelessly messy, clearly not half as intentionally dressed as Lestat. There's a look of recognition in his bright green eyes, followed by a deliberate, unnatural stillness — an attempt to make his expression unreadable. Mostly, though, he just looks distrustful. )
Intriguing. Do people create their own endings, or has the ambiguity become the point?