Eric listened to the other man with interest--of course it was possible that he was some species that he'd never seen before, after all, he'd been completely unaware of the maenad in Bon Temps when it'd poisoned Sookie. "Since you're very willing to let me," he said, enunciating while glancing at Enigma, "I'd love a drink."
He smiled charmingly and ran his tongue over his sharp, long fangs beside his canines, hunger in his eyes in the darkness. "Do you have any preference of a where? I prefer the neck...or the thigh," Eric added, knowing that would probably set the fiery redhead off.