[ Lestat mentioning seeing Vanessa in his thoughts makes him frown for a moment, but it isn't as surprising after having Armand unintentionally pick up his fleeting memory of Brona. It's unnerving not knowing what thoughts he might unintentionally share at any time but, at least in this case, the reward outweighs the risk. ]
I didn't find her until after meeting you, I thought this place was playing tricks.
[ Oh, Lestat, the man has no idea what he is offering. Considering Vanessa is currently psychologically torturing a vampire in November for daring to bite someone she cares for; he could have his hands full on this one. He hasn't even told her he's been friendly with a pair of vampires, that's a conversation for another time, one he has been avoiding purposely. Even now, despite the fact that Lestat has been nothing but courteous, that nagging sense of doubt lingers in the back of his mind, so much so that he's yet to give him her name. ]
She'll be more perceptive than I was and I'd rather she not find out we were acquainted though anyone other than myself. Truth be told.. [ He sighs, pressing his lips together before scratching the back of his neck. ] I'm still trying to figure out how I didn't notice what you were sooner. I'm chalking it up to the sudden arrival here or maybe, deep down, I did notice something was off and chose to ignore it because you helped me. On any other day? I would have killed you.
[ And he means that. Just because Dracula fled after their encounter doesn't mean Ethan suddenly hung up his guns for good. Settling down and living the good life was never in the cards, he would always be looking over his shoulder with his finger dancing on the trigger of his gun. He has been fighting for all of his adult life in one form or another, that is unlikely to change even here. Him squeezing his shoulder snaps him out of his thoughts. ]
I trust you, the man before me, but I'll always harbor a hatred for vampires, Lestat. I know that there are people fighting their own battles here, against their inner demons, and that faulting them for that is something I shouldn't do. I know firsthand that you can't fight against what you are. [ At the mention of Louis, he finally gives him a defeated smile. ]
You wouldn't even have to ask. I'll accept your help.
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I didn't find her until after meeting you, I thought this place was playing tricks.
[ Oh, Lestat, the man has no idea what he is offering. Considering Vanessa is currently psychologically torturing a vampire in November for daring to bite someone she cares for; he could have his hands full on this one. He hasn't even told her he's been friendly with a pair of vampires, that's a conversation for another time, one he has been avoiding purposely. Even now, despite the fact that Lestat has been nothing but courteous, that nagging sense of doubt lingers in the back of his mind, so much so that he's yet to give him her name. ]
She'll be more perceptive than I was and I'd rather she not find out we were acquainted though anyone other than myself. Truth be told.. [ He sighs, pressing his lips together before scratching the back of his neck. ] I'm still trying to figure out how I didn't notice what you were sooner. I'm chalking it up to the sudden arrival here or maybe, deep down, I did notice something was off and chose to ignore it because you helped me. On any other day? I would have killed you.
[ And he means that. Just because Dracula fled after their encounter doesn't mean Ethan suddenly hung up his guns for good. Settling down and living the good life was never in the cards, he would always be looking over his shoulder with his finger dancing on the trigger of his gun. He has been fighting for all of his adult life in one form or another, that is unlikely to change even here. Him squeezing his shoulder snaps him out of his thoughts. ]
I trust you, the man before me, but I'll always harbor a hatred for vampires, Lestat. I know that there are people fighting their own battles here, against their inner demons, and that faulting them for that is something I shouldn't do. I know firsthand that you can't fight against what you are. [ At the mention of Louis, he finally gives him a defeated smile. ]
You wouldn't even have to ask. I'll accept your help.