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Well yeah, probably. I'm just not a big fan of the nearly killing people part.

They can recover easily if you so choose. You learn to control how much you take.

[Suddenly feels very uncomfortable.] Yeah...I guess. I just don't know how.

The one who made you did not teach you?

[He makes a low kind of growling sound because ugh, some people fail at being good mentors to their vampire offspring. Marius sucked too, and that's why he gets almost immediately into teacher mode.]

If you are surviving on synthetics, then I take it your experience with real human blood is limited. Shall we start with the basics?

The one who made me was paid to do so for a art project. As soon as he turned me he ditched - at least I think it was a he.

Whooa boy, slow down! I never said I wanted too [Pauses and awkwardly runs a hand through her hair.] Even when I was alive I didn't eat meat when I was alive, I don't...I don't know if I could start that now.

[As soon as the words leave her lips her stomach grumbles, proving otherwise.]

[An. Art. Project. Lestat just--looks at her. Like "what is this I don't even".]

There's a beauty in changing, but one does not just--change someone and leave them. I am sorry.

[Oh. Vegetarians. He's dealt with this before.]

My dear, you may deprive yourself all you like, but you cannot keep doing it forever. Now.

The most basic rule above all is that dead blood is bad blood. If you take from a human, you have to stop before the heart stops. If you hear it slowing down, and you will, that means your time is running out.

[Purses her lips as she listens, not really wanting to admit or acknowledge how interested she is.]

There could be a first for everything [Pauses, because she knows he's right.] Or not...okay, got it stop drinking before the heart stops - what happens if I don't.

Um...who are you anyways?

[He just smiles.]

Trying it will not kill you.

The dead blood, however, will. It is important that you do not drink from any body that is dead. You will lose your strength, and be vulnerable to attacks.

[He looks a bit surprised because honestly, sometimes he expects everybody to recognize him. xD]

Of course. Lestat de Lioncourt, my dear.

[He takes her hand and kisses it.]

And you are?

[Wrinkles her nose slightly.]

I'll remember that.

[Her eyes widen when he kisses her hand. Wait...people (or just vampires?) actually do that? Whoa. The shock of this, causes her to not reply for a few seconds...]

...Ginger. Ginger Mayhew.