[The smirk only widens. So there is some lingering bitterness--there will be for some time, given what Lestat blames him for--but Lestat lacks the heart at this moment to go for the throat. Armand has heard, and thought, insults toward himself that are many times worse.]
How have you fed? [His eyes turn ahead and he restarts the march forward.] Are there settlements nearby?
[Please don't tell him he has to choke down animal blood.]
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How have you fed? [His eyes turn ahead and he restarts the march forward.] Are there settlements nearby?
[Please don't tell him he has to choke down animal blood.]