Erica's heart ached for Alfred, how hard he was trying.  It also made her a little mad.  She'd gotten used to taking care of things on her own since she'd been away, and felt slightly babied by his insistence that he feed her.  She kissed him lightly on the cheek and squeezed his hand.  "Go up to the room, I'll be there in a little bit.  Take some time.  Think.  I know that you're worried about me, but...you don't have to be...or at least not as much as you are.  I won't catch anything, I won't let you cut yourself.  If you trust me, that's all I need to know."  She leaned in closer and lowered her voice, "I love you."<br/><br/>She walked down to Cassidy's office and knocked on the door loudly, shouting.  "You need to eat!  I'm going to go get you something!  You'll feel better once we talk and you've got something in you, okay?"  She stood at the door, hoping for a reply, some sign that her sire was eventually going to forgive her.  As the minutes passed, she gave up, hung her head, and went out to find a nice little fan girl, easy on the eyes, and hot under the collar.