what gets you is not that louis and lestat love each other and still love each other though they hate each other because they cannot live without each other, we knew that. what gets you is that they are friends. it takes us two seasons of toxic gothic "i was under his spell" sort of romance to admit that, beside all that, they just like each other. they feel easy and at home in each other's company. they're giggling and cracking each other up. making easy conversation. they're bantering and bickering like an old married couple, because they ARE, and they DO know each other best of anyone. they DO trust each other above all else. they know which buttons to push to drive each other up the wall, and they know when they need to drop the argument and hold the other close. way beyond words, they know each other. their souls are scissoring. nobody talk to me