[ As someone who doesn't allow himself to feel fear, but only as a product of feeling afraid more than he would like to admit, Lestat can see exactly how Dorian's eerie kind of curiosity — particularly when it comes to things that would usually make any normal person wince — manifests alongside this lack of fear itself. If you have nothing to worry about, not even death, a whole new world of possibilities opens up to you in terms of what lengths your body can go to and the kind of person you can be.

Louis is right, of course, in that vampires still have to fear the sun and immolation, they can still die if they're beheaded; they are impervious to senescence and the whip crack of disease or famine, but they are by no means fully immortal. Though, he can't help but feel relief for it. After all, not everyone who is given the Dark Gift is truly cut out to withstand it, and eternity is a very long time to be miserably unhappy. ]

That explains a lot. [ Lestat nods, just once, a little smile curling his lip. ] I would say you're very fortunate to be so secure, but I know all too well that it can't possibly be all happy returns. It's only when we no longer feel something that we seem to miss it the most.

[ And Lestat knows all too well how much Dorian is willing to risk to feel that kind of thrill again. ]