Left to his own devices, he slept peacefully for quite some time. It wasn't until Erica was back that he was beginning to awaken. He had slept like the dead, exhaustion had a tendency to do that. His dreams, he wondered about... every one of them having to do with his beloved, and the ever-present, looming shadow of the older, better-endowed vampire.<br/><br/>When he woke up, he changed out of his old shirt, putting on a plain gray t-shirt, and a new pair of underwear. The old, ripped ones he would carry down with him, and put in the trash.  He wondered if his other clothes would end up getting ripped off of him at some point... the thought had him aroused. He loved it when women were so rough with him.<br/><br/>"Hi lovely." He says as he smiles at Erica, an odd sensation in the back of his mind. He could feel her, inside of him. Felt her vitae coursing through his body.  While it was true that he loved to be with her, loved to do things like cuddle and smooch, and more naughty things as well, the need to be close to her was... much stronger than it usually was. He wasn't sure why.<br/><br/>Either way, once his ripped underwear was disposed of, he went straight towards her, and unless she protested, he would plant kisses on her. One on her forehead, and one on each cheek. He didn't kiss her on the lips, but that's only because she has lipstick on.<br/><br/>Cass' music could be heard in the background, and it was quite nice. He liked it. He'd never listened to her before, but that would definitely change.