"Okay, you and me, we're going to have a discussion about mind reading and consent later," Eddie says, his hands having gone to Lestat's forearms when he'd been taken by the shoulders. Even though Lestat steps back, Eddie doesn't let go, stepping away from the wall at the same time.

"Here," he says. "Like... an hour ago? Just after sunset. I've been texting you since he left."

And if he hadn't answered, Eddie would have gone to his place and banged on the door until he got an answer. He doesn't want to explain how he knows who Louis is, why he knows enough of their history to know Lestat had to be told, but he couldn't pretend he didn't know Louis was here.