After the altercation with Pearly

[onceaviking]

He feels heavy and sluggish.
He looked down as he sat down on the bed and lifting his face feels like more of a chore than it ought, but he manages, looking at Pam.

His cheekbone seems to have righted itself, but it is still fully visible.
His flesh is torn, red and charred. His skin is white as paper.

He blinks slowly a couple of times.

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[onceaviking]

Eric's lips twitch a little in answer. He might be amused.

"Go eat," he replies. "I will see you later."

And then he opens the door and goes back inside to Pam.

[i_am_your_host]

Still smirking, he takes a few steps backwards and drapes his coat over his shoulder.

"Have a good evening, Herr Northman."

And he heads off down the hallway.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam is still sitting on the bed.

When the door opens, she looks up at Eric.

"Is everything okay?"

With him, mostly.

[onceaviking]

He walks over and lies down on the bed next to her. Sighing.

"Everything's fine," he replies. "He just wasn't sure what it meant. Anyway, if you want him for anything, that's fine. Just - you know."

[lazy_but_loyal]

She shifts a bit, sitting with her back to him.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know."

She sighs as well.

"What a fucking night. You'd think we could catch a break here, but of course not."

[onceaviking]

He reaches over to run a hand down her back. Soothingly.

"You okay?"

She had been attached after all. If he ever lays eyes on that fucking maniac again ...

[lazy_but_loyal]

Her eyelashes flutter at his touch. Not for entirely the same reasons as before. But more than that. Much more than that.

"I'm fine."

She turns to look at him, at his face. She never wants to see that sort of thing happen to him again.

And fuck it, she's going to do this just once. Just this once, goddammit.

"Move over."

And she lays down next to him, curling up on her side with her arm slung across his middle and her head tucked under his chin. Holding onto him.

[onceaviking]

He seems a little surprised, but moves when she tells him to.

And then she lies down. And oh.

He lies very still.

And then he puts an arm around her. Holds her. His thumb moving in a small, slow, up and down movement.

Not saying anything. There isn't anything to say.