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Lestat's ears swiveled forward when the other spoke of nearby packs. The names were unfamiliar, but most things about this area were. "I appreciate the suggestion," he said with a nod, tucking the names away for safe-keeping. Perhaps he would make a visit to these places in search of signs of the Egyptian.

"Forgive my ill manners," he said with the ghost of a smile. "I am Lestat." He was not afraid of using his name freely; he had done so before in many territories he visited, and despite his tendency toward malevolence, he had never been harmed for his honesty.