[ Ethan's words are a statement, which is just as powerful as him telling Lestat straight up that he knows exactly what kind of creature he is... And it's strange, this trepidation over someone knowing that he's a vampire, because in his experience before he arrived here he was either met with disbelief or disinterest at the reveal, whereas here people for the most part have been almost welcoming. Ethan was the first person he'd met that had shown his kind any ill will.

He's reminded of the Witches Place in his village, where all those women had been forced to die purely because of what they were, or were suspected to be. He thinks of the fury in Ethan's eyes when he thought Lestat had tricked him. ]

We are from the same place, yes. [ He admits, then sets his drink down and fixes Ethan with a look as he forces what he needs to say out: ] You must understand why I had to lie to you. It was for your own benefit as much as it was mine, and for the sake of those I care about.