A slow breath out, tension easing out of his body as Louis' head tips into that touch. An answering flex of a smile working across Louis' face. Tired. Fond. All violence and danger aside, it comes so easily to be pleased by his presence, their closeness. How good it is, that Daniel is still here.

Don't give them an easy out on my account, Louis murmurs back. I like hearing you run circles around them.

Familiar voice. Not yet placed, though Louis is admittedly not overinvested in trying. Yet.