Eric lifts his head in understanding, finally getting what she meant.

"Well, you have nothing to worry about. The frenzy is done and that kind of temper only comes out when I don't sleep or eat," he tells her, tilting his head into a shrug that suggests she can believe him or not. He wouldn't try to convince her. Eric didn't know her well enough to care.

There's a quiet pause before he looks at her again.

"What happened to you before coming here that made you into who you are? You're hardened and fiercely protective of Jesus. Are you both from the same place?"

That or she's been there longer than he originally guessed.