Eric met Alcide's glare with one of his own while he watched the other man retreat, resuming his seat on the bar stool. The right side of his face hurt like hell, and unfortunately for him, Weres healed more slowly than vampires did. He would put some ice on it after Alcide had gone, but he wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that he was in pain. He picked up his abandoned beer and downed the rest of it.