Erik was lost in his thoughts. Looking at the ceiling as others left. He thought to him self as he tried to figure out why people seemed happy from sorrow. Why they could never see beneath the wortds to see that they held links to his history. That they were not merely words he said but words he had felt. Words he had lived through. He blinked as the world around him started to rumble. He shook his head. Looking around then lowered his gaze to look at the strange girl who walked up to him. She had a scent to her unlike others he had caught before. He looked at her without any emotion or soul inside his hollow lifeless eyes. Looking at her as she smiled. How did people do that? He didn't even know the meaning of a smile. To him it was a strange and foreign concept. He never learned to smile. "Yes. Its all written in my head. It is where the darkness is the thickest and inside it finds its shadowy light." He said in an emotionless seemingly icy yet void of life voice. "Is there something else you needed?" He asked without really caring. Looking off into the shadows again.