“I’m sorry shit went bad between you two,” he mumbles into Lestat’s shoulder. “And I’m sorry that you’re hurt. You wanna tell me about him, I’m here, man. You wanna wander around the city drinking and doing weird shit to take your mind off it, I’m here for that, too.”

His parents had never been around. Never. Eddie had promised himself a long time ago he would never be that sort of person, someone unreliable and only out for themselves. He might be a freak, but he’s a good one.