Michel looked at Lecia. Seeing that she wanted to be with him. He gave her a charming smile. Taking her hand. As he was going down the steps, he locked his jaw in pain. He didnt want to show Lecia anymore pain. He had went to the basement. 'oh jeez, i need to touch up this place tomorrow.' he thought. He layed onto the bed that he had set down for her when she first arrived. His muscles hurt from what he had done to Eric.<br/><br/>In a few minutes after he said his goodnights to Lecia. He was fast to sleep. He never had a hard time sleeping. Even when ghost are around. One time a ghost came in the middle of the night, an started to make things move then some screaming then a door slammed an that what woke him that day. But he knew no ghost would come tonight. He hopped that he wouldnt have to work for a few days. But that was luck. He didnt really want to leave lecia, not after eric. He started to feel closer to the one person who ever used his blood to live. An the lady who laid right next to him. He missed having a companion. He really never had any once he told them about his gift. They were gone less then a week.<br/><br/>As he slept an lecia laid next to him. While he was sleeping, wrapped his arm over Lecia. As the day went Michel had woken up toward around his dinner time. He saw that he had cuddle up to lecia an hope lecia didnt notice he did. A little embarrassed he had rolled over. Looking around the room, he was thinking what he would do to the room for her. That is if she decides to stay with him. He knew lecia would freak out if he went up stairs to make himself food. So he waited tell she woke up. His muscle was a bit sore. But he was fine now