Would Armand have touched Daniel's mind and lifted away the panic Louis can easily feel?

Maybe.

But Louis doesn't want to be Armand.

"You won't," Louis tells him, promises him. Easier to drink from Louis than to kill, because it would kill any of the mortals patiently waiting for their death in the next room. Louis would survive.

And whatever vampire Daniel intended to be, he could become it with a clearer mind.

"Daniel," soft. Despairing. Worried. Entreating.