He's just so beautiful.

Even unreadable, ominously good posture, looking away from him, all of that. A missed beat, then, where Lestat would answer Louis hovering at the edge of the room by getting up and swanning over, even if to do nothing else but be near. Here, there's a slight listing forwards in Lestat's posture, as though the temptation is there.

"No," he says, focus intent, even as Louis' flicks off of him.