[ Lestat feels instant and all-encompassing relief to hear understanding in Armand's voice. He can't resist the small smile that tugs at his lips, almost childish in the way he has to fight to restrain it. Of course he's just admitted to the greatest intimacy a pair of vampires can find in each other, and he has no idea of the kind of conversations Louis and Armand have had before now, but more than that he feels a kind of hopefulness in his chest; if he and Louis can find common ground in this way, perhaps things will be alright between him and Armand, too.

He looks at that cherubic little face, and has to actually resist reaching out to cup his cheek. ]

It didn't come easily, I'll be honest. I'm sure if we had any neighbours, they would have been be banging on the roof with their brooms, no doubt about that. There is still plenty of work to be done between us both... But we reached an outcome in the end.