"Fifty years is a long time," is a funny thing for a vampire to say.

Louis, alive for over a century, still young enough to weigh the passing years. Still young enough to look at nearly eighty years and feel the full weight of it rather than shrug it off easy.

"I was far away while you grew up."

So much of Daniel's life is on pages and television screens, yes. But Louis cannot believe that there were not things left out. That Daniel kept things for himself as Louis tried to keep things for himself.

And maybe Louis is entitled to none of it. Maybe he should simply be grateful. (He is. He is grateful for Daniel, always.)

Maybe it is only some quiet, anxious fear that Daniel is holding something obscured and away to avoid burdening Louis with it.