Lestat smiled, reading her thoughts, before pulling her onto his lap, treating her much like a little girl, as be brushed his fingers through her hair. "I was born in Frence, on November 7th, 1760. I come from a titled family, actually. I was turned early in life, as you can tell. I have been immortal for the better part of 3 centuries. You are a vampire now. One of the strongest. You'll be able to walk in the sun, have telepathy, and maybe a few other abilities. You'll be stronger than mortals, faster, quicker, and won't age. One of the things that will be a detriment is your feeding. You experienced it earlier. The hunger. It will control you, unless you control it. I can help you with that if you are willing," he said, pausing as he collected his thoughts.
"I know that you might seem confused. I was lonely. The last fledglings I created were killed, or committed suicide by walking into the sun. I yearned for company. When I walked down the street, the smell of your blood drew me. Each person smells differently. There was a quality to yours that immediately piqued my interests. From there, it seemed natural for you to become my companion," he said, still stroking her hair as he let everything sink in.
"I know that you might seem confused. I was lonely. The last fledglings I created were killed, or committed suicide by walking into the sun. I yearned for company. When I walked down the street, the smell of your blood drew me. Each person smells differently. There was a quality to yours that immediately piqued my interests. From there, it seemed natural for you to become my companion," he said, still stroking her hair as he let everything sink in.
