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“So what was he like?” Salamander asked.
Lestat gave the question appropriate consideration.
“Beautiful, obviously. Very intense. Possessive. Earnest to the point of pathology.”
Daniel stared into his drink. No objection there.
“And catastrophically dull in bed.”
Daniel laughed.
Lestat did not.
Daniel looked up.
“Oh,” he said. “You’re serious.”
Daniel had, by any reasonable standard, been handling the restored memories just fine.
Besides, he had a documentary to make. Or theoretically make. Lestat’s tour had so far produced several hundred hours of footage and perhaps six usable minutes.
Then Lestat called Armand vanilla in bed.
Daniel happened to possess twelve years of restored memories suggesting otherwise.
There were lies people told deliberately, lies people told themselves, and statements so catastrophically incorrect they became a public-service issue.
Unfortunately, Daniel had cocaine, the Mind Gift, and supporting documentation.
He only meant to correct the record.