He nods at the question, his voice dropping to barely a whisper as well. I can only assume that's what we're all here for. He makes a quick, almost imperceptibility small jerk of his head towards the other Kindred making their way towards the stairs.
Either that, or someone is VERY hungry... Max let's the smile grow a little, the softness turning slightly predatory. He was rather enjoying the slight hight difference; that little advantage giving a soft stroke to his ego.