Lestat Mourninstar

*My eyes narrow, a challenge in them.* “You’re a strange one, you know that? I’m sure you’ve seen so much, but you just want to sit back and do nothing? What about the things you could still do? The things you could still experience? How can you be content with this?”

I am still recovering from many, many bouts of burn-out and I do not wish to become hopelessly burnt out. I need peace for a long time

*I nod, a small frown on the face. My voice is low, a hint of sympathy in it.* “I understand that. I’ve been through it myself, many times. But you can’t just hide away forever. You have to get out there, experience life. It’s too short to just sit back and do nothing.”

Well, first we have the fact that i'm bleeding right in front of you and you're holding yourself back from it. *She says, staring at him.* But.....I can tell you're hungry.

*My grip tightens, my eyes blazing with a dark fire.* “I am starving. I haven’t eaten in days. The hunger is a living thing inside me, clawing at my insides. And you’re the only thing in this cathedral that looks remotely edible.”

*She inhales sharply.* Well......I can offer it to you.