[ Lestat gives a slight nod of assent to Damian's assessment of most people. It's only polite, and the boy happens to be correct. Whether or not he'll end up lumping Lestat into that category remains to be seen, but evidently, he's at least yet to be sorted.

It's for this that he dismisses the idea of asking the boy why he thinks this is important in the grand scheme of things. It's important to him, for whatever moment, in this particular moment. That, and Lestat's own easily tempted curiosity, are cause enough to follow this logic for the time being. ]

And how will you be proceeding from here... [ Lestat cants his head slightly. ] I haven't asked your name.

I am Lestat de Lioncourt, lately of New Orleans. [ He steps further into the room, extending his hand to the boy to shake. Hopefully, someone has taught him manners along with boldness. ] I hope you don't mind my taking an interest in your investigation. Ghosts are something of a fixture of my city, though I've rarely seen any quite so overt.

[ Nothing he says is a lie. He's simply omitting irrelevancies. ]