Lestat and Armand describing each other:
Armand:
Lestat:
And more:
Don`t you think that it is, well, a bit not fair?

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Lestat and Armand describing each other:
Armand:
Lestat:
And more:
Don`t you think that it is, well, a bit not fair?
"In a way, he made me think of a doll, with brilliant glass eyes - a doll that had been found in an attic. I wanted to polish him with kisses, clean him up, make him even more radiant than he was. "That's what you always wanted," he said softly. His tone was melancholy. "When you found me under Les Innocents, you wanted to bathe me with perfume and dress me in velvet."
"You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to emgrace and good to love." My tone was angry. We eyed each other for a moment. And then he surpised me, rising and coming towards me just as I moved to take him in my arms. His gesture wasn't tentative, but it was extremely gentle. We held each other tight for a moment. The cold embracing the cold. "I can't remember anything sad between us, " I said.
"You will," he responded. "And so will I. But what does it matter what we remember?"
"Yes," I said. "We're both still here."
Anne Rice "Memnoch the Devil" - Lestat and Armand.
This is my favourite scene in the whole series with murder brothers. I was always wondering what Lestat and Armand relationship would be like. They really respect and care about each other. They are devoted friends and don't hide mutual sympathy. And they also find each other very attractive.
I have always loved you,” he said. “I have loved you more than any being in all the world whom I’ve ever loved. I have loved you more than Louis. I have loved you more even than Marius. And you have never given me your love. I would be your most faithful counselor, if you allowed it. But you don’t. Your eyes pass over me as if I don’t exist. And so they always have.
Armand finally declares his love to Lestat, in Anne Rice`s “Blood Comminion”.