Lestat sighed. This was going to, in no uncertain terms, suck.
She might hate him after this. But perhaps that was better. She'd be aware of creatures like him, and like Eric. She'd be safer.
"Imagine a young man. Very well-to-do. Very attractive. Loved by those around him, the townspeople..." Lestat waved a hand. "That young man caught the attention of a creature that was not human, but lived among humans. The creature was a vampire. And it made the man like it was--something that, while it looked mostly like a man, would never be such a thing again, and would always, always exist just outside of humanity."
He sat back in his chair. Waiting.
"Now, imagine that young man is me."
His face was very serious. "Or Eric."
He really hoped she didn't start screaming.
"And before you run, or ask me anything further, please listen to this one important fact: Eric and I are not the same. We are the same type of being, yes. But we are not, for lack of a better word, the same... species. I do not condone everything he does and he conducts himself in a way I would not."