Lestat gives a scoff and a sigh in one, a peevish little assez under his breath, and only a little more pronounced as he continues with, "Nothing happened, we don't have to talk. Bon, then."

Focuses on Daniel, a little lean past his coffin. "Thank you for picking me up off the floor, and so quickly. I don't know what would have happened if you had not. But something still did happen," to Louis, "and I am not assured you did not take the first chance you could to go off alone and fight without us. Next time," raising a finger, a little point, "I would prefer your gratitude than your apologies for my participation."

And he flings himself back down into his coffin, all sulk.