As Louis returns to their circle, Lestat drifts a hand to his back, fingers finding a line of muscle. As if he could touch just there, rub these idle circles with the edge of his thumb, relax all the rest of it.

Potentially, this Roy Travis will die in the future. Whenever it becomes less dangerous for Daniel in specific to see to, and of course, it depends on if Lestat has the attention span for it. Insults to him and his do tend to linger. That, or he will forget him as Daniel advises, and so Lestat is content to shrug the encounter off.

"Not enough attractive leatherbound shelf decorators for my liking," he says. He'll play in this space, just for you. "But thank you so kindly. Louis?"