Again, there was that charming part of Lestat's personality, something Rorschach had never possessed in his entire life and never would. His upbringing simply hadn't equipped him with the social skills to be able act in such a manner and get people on his side by simply being himself. He didn't mind all that much, not when he tried to keep social interactions to a minimum as it was. Still, he tried to be on guard, and not get sucked too much into Lestat's orbit. If he did that, he might grow less suspicious and lose the edge that had kept him alive for so long.

He wasn't sure he believed those words. There was something about the ambiguity with which they were said that made the vigilante wonder just who was deserving of his wrath. He doubted Lestat would give him a straight answer if he asked. For all that he'd been truthful up until now, there was some things that most people weren't willing to discuss with another that they didn't already know intimately.

"Sure," he said at the question of Lestat joining him up on the rooftop, also giving an nod. He was a bit curious to see if Lestat could even get up onto the roof. If he could, it would tell him something else about the man. Not everyone had the same level of physical capability someone like him or Edward had, roofhopping as often as they did. But Lestat had been a bit of a surprise up until now was it was, so he was prepared to adjust his expectations once again.