"But it is a thing you can do!" she snapped, and in the next instant her face softened, grew tender and full of love for Louis as she sought to hold his hand, bring it to her cheek. "Do this for me, I beg you. If you've ever loved me, Louis, you will give her to me for I need her. I need her and if you will not," her eyes cut over to Lestat, "then I will ask my dark prince, my love, to give her to me and he will do it."