Lestat smirked. She didn't seem so sure of anything anymore. Willow may be a powerful witch, but she was not an actress. Her face was showing everything that was on her mind--which Lestat was politely staying out of.
"Yes," he said, quickly. It was a snap. That was a boring question from someone like her. Even if vampires where she was from did not normally have souls, surely she must know he was not like them.
"I'd ask if you have a broom you fly around on. That'd be an equivalent question."
He sighed, annoyed. Lestat really had wanted this to go better. He wanted some sort of equal.
So, clearly, he should push Willow and test her and see if she was really such a person.