[Lestat nods at that, a pang of warmth and affection searing his chest at the question. It's still an new feeling at times, the sensation of being looked after. He's not sure he's ever had anyone else pay attention to whether he ate or looked after himself the way Louis has, not even when he was a child. All the more reason to love him as intently as he does.]
All right. Though I hope you have something besides rats.
[He's only really half-teasing as he says it, the rats Louis eats are vile.]
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All right. Though I hope you have something besides rats.
[He's only really half-teasing as he says it, the rats Louis eats are vile.]