Louis is of the opinion that he would move more naturally if he still had his vampiric strength. He conditioned himself to move as a human does for many years, still young enough to call upon the memories. He had less slip ups as the years wore on. Now he feels like a clumsy oaf moving in a body that is only nominally his.

May I propose another rule? When we hunt, we hunt human. Claudia and Lestat felt snubbed by Louis insisting on a diet of animals. When Lestat came back to them in 1937, the new house rules included a compromise on Louis's part. He wanted to lead by example to reestablish peace under their roof. Everyone had to compromise. They thought it would work.

Louis considers just telling Kieren that the business of his diet is between him and God. But that already is too strong a protest, practically an admission. He instead answers with a question, having no trouble turning the scrutiny of the magnifying glass on Kieren:

"What, is deer not enough for you? I endure."

I endure, the obstinate words of his vampire daughter who insisted on calling herself sister and could not bring herself to make peace with the one she used to call "Uncle Les."

"Losin' a little blood ain't no thing," he glosses over it, "but losin' a brain? I'm no doctor, but I'm fairly sure that's fatal."