[ There it is, the weird sense of normalcy despite the fact that the situation is anything but: the creature smiles in his polite, graceful manner that makes the quirk of Daniel's lips turning upwards to match him seem almost clumsy. The beer is deposited on the coffee table he'd been using as his impromptu interview spot, his bag following suit. ]
Couple years ago he traded an acoustic guitar for an electric one and everyone lost their minds. [ He doesn't bother to take off his leather jacket, instead beelining straight to the small record player he'd spotted within minutes of being invited back by Louis. ]
I'm kinda surprised you said yeah to this. [ He quirks an eyebrow in the other's direction, inquisitive, sliding the record out of its sleeve. ] Would it be pushing it to ask you some questions?
[Armand's gaze drifts from the beer Daniel places on the table up to the interviewer himself. He watches him as he readies the record to be put on, eerily quiet and still, at first, and then seems to remind himself that humans find such preternatural stillness off putting, and he’s not actually trying to scare this one.
At least not much. Not at the moment.
He takes a breath and offers a small shrug.]
I am finding I enjoy modern things. They interest me.
[Since meeting Louis and being pulled more than ever into the modern era, he is coming to appreciate the new technologies that have emerged in the last century. He must admit it’s fascinating how quickly things have changed and continue to change. Things are possible now that he never would have imagined at the time of his birth. Sometimes he still can’t quite imagine them.
He tilts his head in acknowledgment and consideration of Daniel’s question.]
You may ask what you like.
[It's an agreeable enough response. Indulgent, even amiable, in a way. But he makes no promise to answer the questions.]
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Couple years ago he traded an acoustic guitar for an electric one and everyone lost their minds. [ He doesn't bother to take off his leather jacket, instead beelining straight to the small record player he'd spotted within minutes of being invited back by Louis. ]
I'm kinda surprised you said yeah to this. [ He quirks an eyebrow in the other's direction, inquisitive, sliding the record out of its sleeve. ] Would it be pushing it to ask you some questions?
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At least not much. Not at the moment.
He takes a breath and offers a small shrug.]
I am finding I enjoy modern things. They interest me.
[Since meeting Louis and being pulled more than ever into the modern era, he is coming to appreciate the new technologies that have emerged in the last century. He must admit it’s fascinating how quickly things have changed and continue to change. Things are possible now that he never would have imagined at the time of his birth. Sometimes he still can’t quite imagine them.
He tilts his head in acknowledgment and consideration of Daniel’s question.]
You may ask what you like.
[It's an agreeable enough response. Indulgent, even amiable, in a way. But he makes no promise to answer the questions.]