Hearing Michel's voice soft and comforting she sighed deeply in relief as his hand cupped her face. Her lavender eyes closing at his touch "Thank goodness" she mumbles gently. A cough shaking his body her eyes open once again as she watches him carefully she swallows the lump in her throat that is nothing but mountable fear. Michel's face moved from her to Eric once again her eyes following his a chuckled cough coming from him, Lecia's mouth straightened into a tight line.<br/><br/>Feeling Michel's body move she moved helping him up, her hand's holding him firmly to her. Fear was screeching in the back of her mind and it numbed her tongue as she watched the two. Lecia's brow furrow's along with Eric's as the two immortal piece together Michel's words. Eric looks down to his hands in confusion, "I see" he replies his mouth in a firm line.<br/><br/>"So what am I to do what make amend's for the rest of time? Is that what you think I will do?" he bellow's at Michel. Lecia at his side gathering what courage she had inched herself further in front of Michel. In case Eric lashed out, her heart if she had one would have been beating like a drum. Eric let's out a frustrated sigh followed by a dishearten laugh.<br/><br/>"And it looks what was mine is your's" Eric replied his eyes rolling. Lecia's turned her face away in embarrassment but stayed ever still "This is better for me Eric" she say's her voice firm and soft a sweet contradiction. Her attention back now to Michel "We need to get you back home to rest" she say's gently her body moving him urging him to follow her lead. Eric's narrowed eyes watch the two.