Silently alerted, and the summons is implied. Daniel raises his hands as Lestat hauls upright, helping. Stays sitting for a moment, thinking back to Armand and a book signing. Something he'd said, calling this way and that. He wonders who taught them.
It sinks in just how shitty he feels when he stands, but he doesn't say anything. Something about it is disorienting. Lestat speaks, but not to him, Louis assumes his attention, and Daniel feels as incidental as a toppled over chair in San Fransisco, suddenly.
Still doesn't say anything. Who cares. Get a grip, Molloy. There's no room for sad teenage girl bullshit.
He follows Lestat to the garage to make sure he doesn't topple over on the way there, and stays in the doorway, leaning against it. Doesn't know what Louis' been up to, doesn't know if he's in a position to guess. There's real relief there that he returned, but he doesn't feel like his concern is welcome.
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It sinks in just how shitty he feels when he stands, but he doesn't say anything. Something about it is disorienting. Lestat speaks, but not to him, Louis assumes his attention, and Daniel feels as incidental as a toppled over chair in San Fransisco, suddenly.
Still doesn't say anything. Who cares. Get a grip, Molloy. There's no room for sad teenage girl bullshit.
He follows Lestat to the garage to make sure he doesn't topple over on the way there, and stays in the doorway, leaning against it. Doesn't know what Louis' been up to, doesn't know if he's in a position to guess. There's real relief there that he returned, but he doesn't feel like his concern is welcome.