Re: Quicklog: Nora/Erik
[Darkness was something he knew well. Along with murder and hate. While looking through the memories, Erik felt nothing. Even after seeing his own. It was classic that the memory which bothered him the most was one of happiness. Temporary happiness. But he drank through the torture, death, and heartbreak, and didn't bat an eyelash at the worst of it. It was why this situation made him hesitate, but it didn't bother him much at the same time. He'd lived through a lot of strangeness, so as long as his request was agreed to, he was content.
There was some small qualm in him, considering Charles wanted her other self. The two of them were starting a basic type of reconciliation, less enemy than before, but Erik meant it when he said she had his protection. Even from Charles. It depended on Brielle, but he thought Nora deserved the right to live too. She seemed very much a real person with her own goals and wants, not someone who needed to be squashed.]
I will teach you, yes. I know control like few others. [It wasn't a boast, but fact. Erik was formidable due to his control of every bit of metal there existed. He believed there would be a time when he could even control the iron in a human's blood. Some day.] Of course. Rest, my dear. [He knew that curling up for what it was, and he set a hand on her back as reassurance.
After a few seconds he rose, but only to go to the guest bedroom and make certain it was prepared for her. He might need to send Peter for extra supplies, but it would make do. She said twenty minutes, so fifteen later he returned and waited to meet this Brielle.]