Eric chuckled as his sister told the other woman to stick close to him. "Yeah, I'd be more than happy to watch your ass." He comments, meaning that both literally and figuratively. As the group started to move out he fell into step behind willow, his eyes traveling down her form for a moment, tracing over her curves and quite liking what he saw. He only allowed himself a moment to appreciate the view. That was all he had anyway before the lights suddenly went out.<br/><br/><br/>In the darkness that filled the corridor Eric started feeling anxious. Not because of the darkness itself, he was used to sneaking around in shadows, though without windows of any kind to let in natural light it was quite a bit darker than his eyes could actually compensate for. Luckily between Mike and Willow's flashlights it wasn't very difficult to see down the hall, of course, such light would be an obvious give away to anything that might be lurking in the shadows that the group was approaching.<br/><br/><br/>He didn't crouch, though his movements were slow and quiet as he crept down the hall, keeping track of both his sister and Willow as they made their way through the darkness. He breathed deeply, trying to calm his nerves which had him on edge. Each breath only allowing more of the gas to fill his lungs and work its way into his blood stream. He couldn't shake the feeling the other men were out to get him, or even worse, after his sister.