[Armand draws as much of the blood as he can before the wound is closed up.] He liked Louis a lot but Louis just sadly sat around, waiting for you to awaken. It isn't hard to like someone who literally does nothing.

Oh, and Gabrielle was there. Of course. And she liked nobody, of course. She was especially cross at me for being allowed to touch you. [If he sounds a little smug it's because he is. But even Armand knows not to stay on the topic of his mother for long, especially because he knows how Lestat still adores her.

He wraps his arms around Lestat's waist and offers his neck.]

My point being that you have terrible taste in people. Me included. You shouldn't trust in people so easily. Stop giving away your heart as if it's unbreakable. You can be hurt and you were.