Louis's grin drops with the bang upon the door. As the faster folk move in response he stands up, a low laugh slipping from him before he nods at Iliana. "Seems so. A shame as I was hoping I wouldn't be the drunk one doing stupid things."<br/><br/>At Geran's words he moves over towards the door, a hand resting on his hammer while he stays far enough to the side to be out of the way but close enough to offer aid. His head bobs as he attempts to keep his attention both on the door and Bubbles.  "Suppose the question now is... Who is he expecting here that he needs help from?"