{ truthfully, louis is a rather private individual. he recognizes he needs others to sustain a life in solvunn, but beyond that it doesn't hurt to get to know what will most likely end up his neighbors on some level. it's familiar, like a second instinct that he long ago learned to hone when he'd needed it when storyville had been thriving. although, the red-light district is wholeheartedly different, and he's long let go of such expositive notions.

it's a different vibe, as they say. }

Ah, right. I suppose there are only three of us, which means I'm in. { the fact that he got enough nominations left him slightly astonished, considering he had exposed his nature. sometimes people still have a way of truly surprising the vampire who considered death boring up until he arrived. his mindset might be shifting. he gets up from sitting, realizing he's been on the ground. }

Thank you. I don't want what happened to some of us to happen to anyone else again. Please, come inside.

{ there's a platform in the middle of the tent and a mirror, along with a table of assortments he'll consult if needed. he does regard her request, although he might need to encourage further information. louis likes to be on point. he gives her a sheepish grin. }

My star? Pardon. What aspect are you referring to?