Erik looked at himself. Unhappy? Yeah. He vaguely remembered that emotion. He had been unhappy growing up. He just wanted his parents to love him but they hated him. Unhappy about another was a new concept. It was strange. He looked at her. "I'm a lycanthrope." He said seriously. Shaking his head. "I am not a demon. I won't be a demon. I am a wolf man but not a monster." He spoke seriously but softly. He growled at the word vampire. "Stupid leech." He said. His eyes turning glowing amber for a moment before it went away. "Try and take her from me...I showed him." He muttered. Care for Honey? He never cared for anyone before. Worst than torture. Hah. Nothing could be worse than torture. Paling at the mention of it though. Fall for her. He looked at the spirit confused. This was a foreign concept. He blinked. Stronger than the old bastard? That sounded nice. "I am going to protect her even if you and the rest of the cosmos don't like it." He said quite seriously. Nodding his head. "She is nice to me...no one has ever been nice to me even when I escaped nearly two years ago." He said softly. Angel soul? He had never heard of that before. He nodded his head. "I will and I won't let anyone get away with hurting her." He said with dead seriousness. Looking at her in confusion. "How does a spirit kick someones butt?" He asked with a slight sound of confusion. "I don't plan to make your daughter cry." He said honestly. Looking at Grace. "I'll protect her even from the people who hurt me for their own sick pleasure. I won't let her feel the type of thinks I felt before I made myself go numb so I could survive." He looks at Honey. "She helps me just by being my friend. I've never had a friend before and I would go against heaven and hell itself to keep her safe and smiling. It is a weird desire but there it is. My wolf is very protective of her."