The fact Godric makes coffee is an irony he never ever thought he would hear. Yet, he did and Eric can't keep the bewildered look off his face before turning to open the fridge and fetch a bottle of the barge blood that was being stocked in there.
He makes a face.
"I'm still existing," Eric replies dully. "I'm sure you've seen what I've been up to since arriving?"
The recording of the fight with him and Archer was quite the network post, from what he's heard.
Unfortunately, any direct tie between Archer and Jesus has not been learned yet. However, he is aware of Godric's ties to each of the men separately, so once he does learn more, it won't come as a huge surprise.
"I'm fine," he says, unscrewing the cap. The tone he uses is dismissive and, if anything, lends well enough to the bruised ego he's been left with in the wake of that particular fight. But there's something else. And edge of defeat, maybe?
"Good." He doesn't want the fight to have made things irreparable, and despite everything he doesn't want to see Archer hurt Eric. "...How's the blood?" Cold blood has to have the consistency of jelly.
The moment he asks, Eric shifts and heads to the microwave.
"It's blood," he lets out a chuckle. "Though this is a little different than what I'm used to. Doesn't taste as synthetic as the Tru Blood we have where we come from."
"Maybe it would have been better if I didn't know." Since now he's feeling as if he took something without permission even though Godric told him to help himself. It's not anger he's feeling, but maybe a the brunt of a joke.
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He makes a face.
"I'm still existing," Eric replies dully. "I'm sure you've seen what I've been up to since arriving?"
The recording of the fight with him and Archer was quite the network post, from what he's heard.
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"I'm fine," he says, unscrewing the cap. The tone he uses is dismissive and, if anything, lends well enough to the bruised ego he's been left with in the wake of that particular fight. But there's something else. And edge of defeat, maybe?
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"It's blood," he lets out a chuckle. "Though this is a little different than what I'm used to. Doesn't taste as synthetic as the Tru Blood we have where we come from."
He has yet to be told it's Archers.
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"Maybe it would have been better if I didn't know." Since now he's feeling as if he took something without permission even though Godric told him to help himself. It's not anger he's feeling, but maybe a the brunt of a joke.
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