Oh God. You're one of them. A vampire hating vampire. Suddenly everything makes sense. It's no wonder this entire conversation has been a tiresome effort.
You're a child. An infant. You're so wrapped up in your humanity you refuse to see the bigger picture. You can discuss what I have and have not done wrong after you have matured.
You are not human anymore. You don't have humanity now. It's a childish notion you cling to because you're too frightened to embrace what you are now. Also, for the record, I'm much older than you. You're an infant.
[He really should not have told this man he's a vampire. He's not addressing Lestat calling him an infant and a child again. It's only going to encourage his needling on that point.]
Humanity is a metaphysical concept, it hardly vanishes simply because one's species changes. It has diminished in you, but you say you only hunt sinners. What would be the reason for that limit save some vestige of your own humanity?
They're more interesting. A challenge. To see them move through hunting others without ever realizing there is someone more powerful hunting them. It's a thrill unlike any other. The moment I hold them in my arms as I take that bite I feel my heart pound and it becomes one of the erotic times of my life.
So, no. I'm not attempting to save myself. I'm a monster and a devil.
[On the one hand, it's rare for Jonathan to encounter vampires here who acknowledge that they are monstrous creatures. On the other, Lestat is vexing beyond belief.]
I cannot tell if you are self-loathing, to call yourself such things, truly evil, or attempting to needle me for your own amusement, sir. Whatever the case, I believe this conversation is at an end. Good night.
Self-loathing? Not at all. I take pride in being the monster that I am. I love hearing others tell me how awful I am. The sooner you learn to embrace what you are the better. Enjoy your self-loathing though. I'm sure it keeps you warm during the day.
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Oh God. You're one of them. A vampire hating vampire. Suddenly everything makes sense. It's no wonder this entire conversation has been a tiresome effort.
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I am 35-years-old. I'm hardly a child, however long you've lived for. Humanity is the bigger picture. It is what separates us from beasts.
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Humanity is a metaphysical concept, it hardly vanishes simply because one's species changes. It has diminished in you, but you say you only hunt sinners. What would be the reason for that limit save some vestige of your own humanity?
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So, no. I'm not attempting to save myself. I'm a monster and a devil.
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I cannot tell if you are self-loathing, to call yourself such things, truly evil, or attempting to needle me for your own amusement, sir. Whatever the case, I believe this conversation is at an end. Good night.
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