Louis Her blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And as it did, Lestat's words made sense to me. I knew peace only when I killed, and when I heard her heart in that terrible rhythm, I knew again what peace could be. Louis A little child she was, but also a fierce killer, now capable of the ruthless pursuit of blood with all a child's demanding. Louis How do we seem to you? Do you find us beautiful, magical? Our white skin, our fierce eyes? "Drink me," you ask me; do you have any idea of the thing you will become?