Daniel, is it! [ Lucius feels the involuntary swallow beneath his fingers, and as Daniel sways in his hand, the grip of his fingers abruptly falls away from where it has held him fast. Again, he laughs, and in the stillness of the evening, the sound is uproarious. ] You look every bit as wretched as you sound, don't you?
[ Whether Daniel manages to remain upright, or whether his legs give out beneath him and he sinks to the sidewalk, it doesn't matter. No matter which, Lucius leans in close, cruel eyes and cruel smile widening with excitement as they loom inches from Daniel's face. ]
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[ Whether Daniel manages to remain upright, or whether his legs give out beneath him and he sinks to the sidewalk, it doesn't matter. No matter which, Lucius leans in close, cruel eyes and cruel smile widening with excitement as they loom inches from Daniel's face. ]
How does it taste? How does it feel?