[ It's not as if Lestat can't see the appeal — although Daniel Molloy could easily be described as a man of a certain age, there are moments, telling flickers in his expression, that provide the evidence that he must have been a very handsome man in the prime of his youth. But the response also speaks to a generous amount of time spent in the company of vampires; how else would the turning have taken place, if Louis and Armand had not had opportunities to see through to the truth of his desire to become one of their number? ]

"Cute."

[ He echoes it with an accompanying hum, tuneless and observing, but he also notes Daniel's eyes swiveling with the sunglasses out of the way. ]

Looking for someone?

[ Lestat doesn't necessarily wait for an answer before reaching out to pluck the lighter from Daniel's grasp, flipping it open with a thumb and holding out the flame in wordless offering. ]

This is also your chance, Mr. Molloy, to ask any burning questions on your mind. No audience, no one to forbid you otherwise.