He gave her a little sympathetic smile for a second. She was so sweet and nice. He petted her head calmly with his open hand. "You don't have to call me sir, you know. My name... well, when I was completely human, was Erik." Hearing his name again made him long for the way it used to be. Why did he have to be so stubborn? When she finished his sentence, he nodded briskly. "Spot on" he muttered. "I just... don't want you to fear me...." He rested his head on the pillow, just gazing at her. She was just... so lovely.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the door opened, making him sit up instantly in surprise. "Would the two of you like some tea?" Erik let out a little growl, "No Jaques, we don't need any tea. What are you doing this late at night making tea? Go." He pointed impatiently at the servant, who looked like he wanted to stay longer and hear their conversation. "I'm just going to put this down here-" "GO." Jaques quickly set the tray down and skittered out of the room, closing the door behind him. Erik let out a huff, shaking his head, "Of all the things..." he muttered to himself, laying back down.