[Louis is not quite yet ready to leave to see Jean, but he is readying. It feels like a safer place to be, a better place for his scattered mind to rest, where he won't endanger anyone - least of all Miss Carter, who has been kind enough to allow him to stay.
As she knocks, he answers, pulling the door open. His eyes fall on the Witchblade, and he says nothing for a moment. There's a lag to him, an extended response time.