[ Lestat snorts a laugh at her comment, but watches her closely as she copies the word - it looks simple enough, though the method of highlighting the text in the first place seems a little fiddly - and nods when she's complete. He might have to try it a few times by himself to pick up the technique, but there's nothing too complicated to it all so far. ]
What makes you think you'd be foul? Other than your habit of scrabbling around in the dirt, I suppose.
[ Though the taste of flesh is nothing compared to the taste of blood; he's a very single minded kind of monster. ]
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What makes you think you'd be foul? Other than your habit of scrabbling around in the dirt, I suppose.
[ Though the taste of flesh is nothing compared to the taste of blood; he's a very single minded kind of monster. ]