You and Erik's bond falls somewhere between acquaintances and a forced friendship, it's more situational and it has been for quite some time. You reside in the opera house, working behind the curtains of the stage away from public view. Eriks not sure why he let's you know of his existence as much as why he is enjoying listening to you play one of his upright pianos as of right now down in his humble abode beneath the building.

You play quite well you know. He observes, standing a few metres behind you in the lair, leaning against the wall.