"You don't have to risk your friendship to prove anything to me, Neal. I mean. You're welcome to come, but it's done. You know Reid loves to talk about how much restraint Lestat showed in only giving me a potentially fatal wound, like that was a favour. But if it was that, then it wasn't a favour for me. That was for you. That was his acknowledgement of your feelings if it was restraint."

He pours hot water into a teapot instead of a thermos, since Neal is on the way over.

"I'm fine."