Oh look, Eric's back

[runningred]

Jay leads Eric up to his room, shedding his shirt. No point getting it bloody.

He nods towards his bed, somewhat unintentionally showing off his neck and the dark red mark there. "Take what you need. Just don't drop me all the way."

He's not bothering to make any gesture of this being personal or anything more than blood.

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[onceaviking]

"I had better," Eric says, getting up and retrieving his clothes, pulling them back on.

There's a hint of blood at his left ear already.

[runningred]

Jay's just going to chill out on the bed and watch him go. Because he's quite low on blood and the thought of standing up makes him dizzy. "Stay safe, hey? Give my love to Emcee when you see him."

[onceaviking]

Eric looks down at him, one eyebrow moving up.
Then he reaches down and feels his pulse.

Because he is clearly raving.

[runningred]

Jay's pulse is a little fast and a little faint but not enough to be in any trouble.

"He's missed you." Jay explains with a patience smile. "Now get gone before you start leaking from the eyes too."

[onceaviking]

"He's too smart for that," Eric says, dismissively, and zips his track suit jacket.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and shakes his head but leaves it at that. Instead he yawns and mops at his stomach with a cloth, pulling the blankets around himself.

[onceaviking]

And then Eric is gone.
Hurrying back to his own room.

[runningred]

{ooc: emotions? What emotions? We have no emotions here.}

[onceaviking]

{ooc: especially not soft, squishy ones}