Straight forward. As linear a recounting as they can, considering the effort that had gone in to piecing together the horrible string of days they'd lived through together.
"I was hunting then," Louis admits to Lestat. "Your favored prey."
A tangled bit of truth. Prey chosen for a reason, even if Louis hadn't been able to see it at the time.
"Daniel was at one of the bars I frequented with his tape recorder. He offered to interview me, and I agreed."
A tip of his hand to Daniel, inviting: this is more or less how it went, wasn't it?
The missing piece: Armand, demurring. Louis holds that in his hand, uncertain where to place it.
no subject
Straight forward. As linear a recounting as they can, considering the effort that had gone in to piecing together the horrible string of days they'd lived through together.
"I was hunting then," Louis admits to Lestat. "Your favored prey."
A tangled bit of truth. Prey chosen for a reason, even if Louis hadn't been able to see it at the time.
"Daniel was at one of the bars I frequented with his tape recorder. He offered to interview me, and I agreed."
A tip of his hand to Daniel, inviting: this is more or less how it went, wasn't it?
The missing piece: Armand, demurring. Louis holds that in his hand, uncertain where to place it.