"Don't worry. I'm leaving before dawn." Did he know where he was going? Hardly, but that had never really stopped him before. Besides, stating it as if he wanted to leave made it less as if he didn't have a choice. He knew he didn't, he didn't belong with Lestat. Not any more, if he ever really had. "I don't need the violin, Lestat. I don't play. No need for a gift from you."