Eric glided to a chair near the door and sat in it, watching the clean Bill. He frowned. "Oh, Bill, not happy to see me?" he mocked, then sighed. He crossed his left ankle over his right knee and relaxed. "I don't know why I am here, at this place, but I do appear to be rooming with you," he said, his tone implying that it wasn't his decision, and he wasn't happy with it either.
Bill was his subordinate, and he liked Bill ok... but Bill had Sookie and Eric wanted her. Plain and simple.