A moment of forgetting, thinking of Daniel's mortal knees.

But Daniel isn't mortal, not anymore.

Louis bears some responsibility for that too, but they are discussing something else.

Louis reaches down to cup Daniel's face in his hands. The fascinating boy. Revelation. Louis had been waiting for him, even if he had never known it.

"I chose you."

Looking into Daniel's face. You've grown old, Louis had greeted him. He'd been so pleased.

"I brought you there. I put you in his path."

As if Armand was the only terror in that apartment. Louis had nearly killed him. Is he absolved, because he didn't take a weak to work up to it?

"You," he murmurs. "And you," eyes lifting to Lestat. "Were the instruments he chose when he could not argue with me directly."

Collateral. The byproduct of Louis, punching above his weight.