A spark. Something. Daniel isn't so sure about it, honestly, but he doesn't hold his own uncertainty against Louis. The way he sees it, Louis did desperately need someone to talk to. It had been a long time, decades, since Miss Lily. But he wasn't going to genuinely pursue her any more than he was Daniel.

Despite that, he's glad they met. Despite all of it, he's glad they met. He can't tell Armand he'd endure it again just to get here, Armand would take it the wrong way, but he can trust Louis with it. Unspoken, just felt. It was worth it.

Eyebrows go up.

"I'd love to visit New Orleans with you, but no way am I third wheeling an emotionally significant revisit. You two deserve that time to yourselves."

'Us', they've clearly talked about it. C'mon. Bro code. He can't do that to Lestat. Speaking of—

"How are you guys? Honestly."