[ Oh yeah, buddy, better get used to that. Lestat loves the sound of his own voice, and to talk about himself, probably more than anything else in the world. If you think itā€™s bad in person, you should read one of his books.
He follows Promptoā€™s lead, enjoying studying his gait, the way his body moves almost light-heartedly, the way he crouches as he starts to rifle through his bag. It might be a little strange, this close attention, but Lestat is helplessly enchanted by even the most mundane things humans do, so this is quite the treat for him. ]
Hours, hm? Itā€™s a good thing all we have in this place is time, then, isnā€™t it?
[ He approaches, hands lifting the polaroid camera from around his neck so he can study its functions compared to the ones in Promptoā€™s bag. ]
Did you dabble in photography in your own world, then? Is it something youā€™ve picked up here?
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He follows Promptoā€™s lead, enjoying studying his gait, the way his body moves almost light-heartedly, the way he crouches as he starts to rifle through his bag. It might be a little strange, this close attention, but Lestat is helplessly enchanted by even the most mundane things humans do, so this is quite the treat for him. ]
Hours, hm? Itā€™s a good thing all we have in this place is time, then, isnā€™t it?
[ He approaches, hands lifting the polaroid camera from around his neck so he can study its functions compared to the ones in Promptoā€™s bag. ]
Did you dabble in photography in your own world, then? Is it something youā€™ve picked up here?