They had that in common. Seel thought himself a profoundly self aware har. But there were often times when he found himself reacting in ways he could not imagine, would have not thought possible. He was skilled at self deception, and while at times he might realize he had a long way to go before he'd dug deep down to the truth, other times it was easier to blame others. He'd been manipulated. It wasn't his fault. Blaming the Aghama, his God, was always a good excuse right? Thiede made me do it.

Listening to Lestat, Seel decided, yes, he did sound familiar. Maybe he could separate Cal from this person, judge him for who he was and not who he reminded him of. He took a sip of the wine he had just put down. Why was he continuing to drink this swill?

"Pity. Although not too much. You're not missing much. " Seel cocked his head, taking him in, Lestat really was quite stunning. Not quite Wraeththu beauty, but he could still appreciate it.

"Get kidnapped often? I suppose it could be worse. At least we have the illusion of freedom, if not escape."