[Lestat's finger strokes down Jon's cheek, and heat rises to his cheeks as the Archivist stares. He flinches, but he doesn't pull away entirely. Not just now. There's a terrible part of him that craves the simple contact. It's the same reason he's wanted to curl up against Martin or Alessandro or Ava or even Hawke or Father Anderson. Touch. Simple, human touch when he feels like such a complete monster some days.]
You... you'd want to just sit and talk? Not just for Statements?
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You... you'd want to just sit and talk? Not just for Statements?