Who?

"Mmm... hey, I'm okay." Eric returns Rosetta's hug warmly but carefully. He chuckles. "Yeah, two weeks minimum if you can put up with me for that long."

He nods gratefully. "Yeah, I haven't eaten all day... some coffee sounds mighty good."

Moving to the table, he bites his lip, limping to the nearest chair, not bothering to try and make it all the way to the group around the fire place. He waves to a few of the others and makes eye contact with Angel once, throwing her a look that says, I'll need to see you later.

Easing down in the seat, he takes his hat off and runs his fingers through his hair, glad to be home.


Ryder takes Thirteen's hand, a little confused at her change in attitude, though it was nice to see her smile after she'd been so down just a few minutes prior. Hearing her words though, his eyes flicker with even more confusion.

"What?" His eyes glance to Eric, then Trent, then back to Thirteen. "Well um..." Had Eric really told her? In a matter of seconds from seeing her for the first time? "Well who is it, hon?"