Lestat would also know better than Daniel, who has nothing to add to that. Meanwhile, on the internal spiral he doesn't want to be on, helpless to get off of it. Armand's blood not quite fixing Lestat, and while that might be somewhat metaphysically explained (somehow?) by the damage having been done by Armand his himself, there is the question in him of: who can be called to donate blood to Armand? Whose blood could come close? Is he so damage to be past his own help, or has he chosen to withdraw and close himself off?

He thinks Louis must be trying to talk to him, threaten him, scream at him, but if so he isn't saying, and there's nothing Daniel can do to try and observe.

"Just so you know—"

A pause, as Daniel leans back, still trying to regulate how he feels.

"There's no world where we weren't going to look for you, and want you to come back. This fucking sucked. Not anywhere near getting brutalized, but it sucked, and you being back here, able to recover, means a lot."