[He hums a little to himself as Marshall talks about Lestat, moving to sit down beneath the lamp. It's kind of nice, lends a bit of a dark, brooding air to the car, which he appreciates. And someone is willing to talk to him about his vampire books without giving him a hard time, which is always a plus.]

He made a lot of mistakes even before that, you'll remember. Poor Claudia, growing old, but never growing up, and always treated like a child. Not to mention all the mistakes he made with Louis. He might've had good intentions, but he never seemed to learn from his mistakes.

[And then he ducks his head a little, mumbling about how he wouldn't mind someone sneaking into his room to watch him sleep.]