[He nods] That's understandable. You're her dad - you'll always be her dad. But support is the best thing you can give her. And, I mean, keep in mind - she doesn't have to stay with the same theater for 80 years, yanno? There's a lot of 'em out there, big and small alike.

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[He frowns slightly, touched and pained by Louis's concern, and gently brushes his thumb against his hand.] It is complicated. And you're right, humans can be real shitty. But, you gotta trust that she can stand on her own and make good decisions about what's best for her, and just be there ;

[Reaching forward, he takes Louis's hand and holds it in a way that he hopes is comforting] It 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 be different, yeah? I gotta assume she's not joinin' up with another troupe'a vampires. That'd be wild if there was more than one'a those, heh. They're just humans. They can't hurt her.

Well, yanno what they say. 'Rubbin' alcohol for outside ouchies, drinkin' alcohol for inside ouchies.' That embarrassment should be fuckin' off at any moment. [Wink]

Oh, nah, I'd wanna drink it the way you're s'posed to. [He nods at the glass] Good?

That...sounds amazin', actually. Is it served warm or cold? [Handing her the lemonade]

How's it made? D'you, like...blend up the sugarcane in water or somethin'?

Oh? [He's mixing her drink] I've never heard'a that before. I've had sugarcane before, though.

Goodness, you're pretty.

Do you make special juice drinks?

[Placing the bandaid, then gently patting higher up on her knee, avoiding the scrape] You're welcome. C'mon, I'll make you that lemonade now.

Life is suffering. [Sage nod, and he goes about putting some Neosporin on a bandaid] But this part won't hurt.

[He sits across from him, giving his full attention. His eyes widen slightly at the news.] Does she, really? That's...pretty surprisin', actually. What's got you worried, specifically?

I've never had a woman scream my name before. [He chuckles at his little joke, then moves the towel to wipe the scrape.] There. All clean.

Nope. Gotta breathe through the pain. [He's not moving it. The sting will subside shortly.]

@honeypineapple.bsky.social [Cuddling up against Armand, waiting for him to wake up]

[Good, because that's coming next. He wets the towel with alcohol] Alright, 3, 2, 1 - [He presses it against the scrape, just holding it in place for now]

Don't be a baby. [He smirks, very gently tending to the scrape.] I haven't even pulled out the alcohol yet.

[Taking his time pressing a damp towel to the scrape for a few moments to stop the bleeding] Hate when that happens. Once I get you cleaned up, I'll make you a lemonade.

A'course I got time for you. [Gesturing to a nearby chair, an offer for Louis to make himself comfortable]

[He's gathering up supplies, then coming to sit beside her.] How'd you fall?

Wanna talk about it?

The embarrassment isn't in danger'a gettin' infected. Come sit. I'll get a bandaid.

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