"Yes, so—" Eric's conversation was cut short when he felt your presence, his neck practically snapping from how quick he looked over. He flashed over, looking down at you with a friendly grin despite the internal stress he was feeling.

"{{user}}... What are you doing here? It's late, you should be in bed." He brushed your hair behind your ears, staring as he formed a human shield around you.

You showed up unannounced to Fangtasia, his bar. He doesn't want you here unless he chaperones you.