A beat, a head tip, a miscalculation? Maybe? Not that Lestat was fishing for an answer in specific so much as he had anticipated a different one and finds what he gets instead differently interesting as a result—an evasion, of kinds, even as he confirms that the charm continues. Agreement, but held in reservation.

Is it because of Louis, standing here, rather than them alone? Some other thing? He could beam these queries or an impression of them into Daniel's head, past the constant veil he has pulled over his own mind, but perhaps there will be a better time to draw it out of him.

Very gently works the filtered end of his cigarette between his teeth with the quirk of a smile. "We can all keep each other entertained," Lestat says, "I'm sure."