Eric was hungry--starving actually--and it didn't help that all this bullshit on the ship was happening between people complaining about bleeding walls and the fact that the place was as pitch black as an asshole. When he woke up after night fell, he dressed and went out to wander the halls in search of someone to eat. Lucky for him that a cute little redhead ended up running face first into his broad chest, her heart pounding quickly in what he was sure was fear.
A smirk came to his lips in the darkness and he reached out, placing cool hands on her slim arms to hold her steady. His blue eyes wandered over her, making out the "outfit" she was in which left very little to the imagination. "Hello there... Lost?"