Drawn back from the ruin of the balcony (a problem for the staff, to occupy their hours while the trio of vampires sleep), Louis has made it as far as the center of the room by the time Daniel's voice sounds in his own head.

Louis is too still, he knows. Not quite leveled out as he should be, not quite the picture of a vampire who spent a relaxing evening in with a bag of O negative and a book.

Aware, at the sound of the door, that he is not entirely certain how much time has passed on the balcony. Long enough for Daniel and Lestat's night to wind to a close, though that is not exactly a reliable metric.

Almost thinks to ask Daniel: Did something happen?

But abandons it as the door opens, in favor of asking once they're in the door.