[Louis wipes his mouth on his sleeve as he watches Xue Yang summon his sword and then hops onto it. As a charlatan from the streets of New Orleans, he's used to tricks, but this looks real. Louis raises both eyebrows, sufficiently impressed with the show.
He has to swallow down the memories of being dropped from Lestat's hands, the way he twisted and clutched at the air.]
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He has to swallow down the memories of being dropped from Lestat's hands, the way he twisted and clutched at the air.]
I wouldn't go too high.