( Louis sits with a heavy, sympathetic sigh. He feels a twinge of something beneath his concern, an uncomfortable identification with those qualities Lestat is describing so fondly. But there isn't any time to dwell on that, not when Lestat sounds so sincerely distressed. Louis wishes he were there so he could embrace him, but perhaps Lestat wouldn't be able to say all of this if he had to look Louis in the eye. )
I want to tell you what a reckless fool you've been, of course, but how could you have known? Especially if you still believed you were alone.
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( Louis sits with a heavy, sympathetic sigh. He feels a twinge of something beneath his concern, an uncomfortable identification with those qualities Lestat is describing so fondly. But there isn't any time to dwell on that, not when Lestat sounds so sincerely distressed. Louis wishes he were there so he could embrace him, but perhaps Lestat wouldn't be able to say all of this if he had to look Louis in the eye. )
I want to tell you what a reckless fool you've been, of course, but how could you have known? Especially if you still believed you were alone.