[The door cracks open a little more and the hurt bleeds through, radiates, pulses like a heart. Koby can feel it as if it's his own, for a moment, catching his breath at it's intensity, pressing a hand reflexively to his chest. It's impossible to mistake as anything but genuine, no attempt at deflection or veiling.]
I'm sorry. I don't That shouldn't have happened. You didn't deserve that.
[Whatever sins, whatever deaths are on Louis's hands, directly or indirectly, whatever guilt he carries, he didn't deserve the pain he feels in that instant.]
You're safe? With Lestat? I know he cares about you a lot, and I know there's a history there, but If you're safe, that's all I care about.
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I'm sorry. I don't
That shouldn't have happened. You didn't deserve that.
[Whatever sins, whatever deaths are on Louis's hands, directly or indirectly, whatever guilt he carries, he didn't deserve the pain he feels in that instant.]
You're safe? With Lestat?
I know he cares about you a lot, and I know there's a history there, but
If you're safe, that's all I care about.
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There's history here, but I think I'm seeing things clearer than I did before.
In fact I know I am.
You can trust Lestat.
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That's good.
He seemed pretty honest when I spoke with him.
I mean, when I threatened him that I'd never forgive him if he did anything to hurt you. [No shame; he's proud to have done it, okay.]
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I won't let him.
Not going to let myself hurt him again, either.