Once he'd realized he had one, Eric learned of the situation that had swept the barge. People coming in, family of sort or close ties to citizens of the barge and he wonders, being so new, how badly he would react to someone they knew coming in place of Godric. And he's relieved that they don't have to find out.

Sleeping is easier now, but there is a lurking uneasiness of the time coming where he should return Godric's privacy to him. That isn't to say that he thinks right then, or even for the next little while, that either of them could stand to be apart from each other much longer than they absolutely had to, but there were people here that needed his maker, too. And as much as that makes him the tiniest bit jealous, he keeps telling himself that he has something with Godric that none of them have.

He's staring at the cat when the question pulls his attention to his maker. "Of course, I would," Eric replies softly. "I have no idea what that is but a walk with you I can't refuse."