Unbidden memory: Claudia dropping to her knees, whining that she wanted more. Is that how vampires die? From starvation?
And Louis doesn't shrug off his hand, so Lestat keeps it there, and brings another in to touch his arm. Two solid points, steadying, easing him back away from the corpse. One full adult is enough to sate a vampire, and one who has already drunk another vampire deep enough to fell a mortal.
They could hunt more. There is plenty of night left and Lestat finds he cares very little for the laws that prohibit the kinds of excess that might betray them, given the antics of this coven in particular.
But then, where does hunger end, and blackhole of this rage begin? What one bad night can do to a person. Louis is sensitive. He always has been. Lestat's hands squeeze, urging him to turn.
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And Louis doesn't shrug off his hand, so Lestat keeps it there, and brings another in to touch his arm. Two solid points, steadying, easing him back away from the corpse. One full adult is enough to sate a vampire, and one who has already drunk another vampire deep enough to fell a mortal.
They could hunt more. There is plenty of night left and Lestat finds he cares very little for the laws that prohibit the kinds of excess that might betray them, given the antics of this coven in particular.
But then, where does hunger end, and blackhole of this rage begin? What one bad night can do to a person. Louis is sensitive. He always has been. Lestat's hands squeeze, urging him to turn.
"Louis," he says. "Look at me."