Eric gave her a nod. "Apparently he is from Russia, and his rather strong accent confirmed this. He's a strange individual, but he gives me no trouble, which is surprising considering I require to sleep beneath my bed. I told him I had a sunlight allergy." He shrugged his shoulders, playing it off, though not having a 'safe' place to sleep had kept him paranoid his entire time here.

He was surprised when she allowed him to finish his entire thought, from start to finish, without interrupting him with either an angry remark or probing question. Instead, she took his words at face value, without assuming or taking anything the wrong way. It was...nice. Perhaps, she even believed him. "You are welcome," he said, before shocked into silence as she reached up, placing her small, delicate hand against his cheek. Her skin was warm and soft against his, and he resisted the urge to reach up and take her wrist to pull her towards him.

She stepped back all too soon, and he felt a strange anxiousness as he waited for her reply. She replied with the response that Eric had expected; neither an affirmation or rejection. "I understand why you feel that way," he said, bending down a bit to peer into her face as she looked to the ground. "Though, I am surprised you didn't see through my charade at Russel's mansion or back at Fangtasia. I have never sent you into danger that I could not get you out of. Still, I will prove to you that I am trustworthy."

There had been a time when he wouldn't have cared about lying to her or using her talents for his own gain, but that was long past. It had simply taken time for him to admit it to himself, and playing tricks on her and pushing her away had simply been easier. In the end, though, he had only done himself and Sookie harm.