Pam...won't argue with that. Eric had always said Sookie was useful. Well, she's being useful now, and she can't deny that.

So she nods, a faint inclination of her head, a vampire agreement.

And then she looks at Eric, into his eyes. Big and shirtless and awkward and standing in a basin of water with his hair mussed and falling over his brow.

She wants so badly to talk to him. To touch him, to--

But she can't. Not with Sookie here. And Eric is obviously following Sookie's lead now like a goddamned puppy.

"Eric--"

She says his name firmly, but her voice catches, as she tries to pull him out of this.