Eric didn't completely agree with Baba that Beauty was not innocent. He did agree, however, that if her heart got broken, there might be physical repercussions.
He looked the paper over, the article was small, but it said a lot. Learning about what the City was, what it wanted, that was something that he hadn't thought of the entire time he'd been here. But to know that he could find out that sort of information, he was already planning to attend.
"It will be an adventure, whatever happens." He folded the paper and tossed it far enough so it landed on the floor instead of the bed. They would deal with that issue when it arose.
His eyes followed the movement of Baba's hands, and he imagined the blue fur in place of the pink flesh. He was sad he had missed out on witnessing the act for himself, or being a part of it. She was so very pleased, and he liked the look on her face.
Forgetting about the way that his head felt, Eric moved across the bed toward her, placing his face close to the shirt and inhaling the mingled scents of her, Henry, and what had occurred between them. He could not even get a mental picture of what had gone on, which was a shame, but he could smell the desire.
He moved his face closer to hers and placed his lips at her neck. He could smell Hank here, too. A quick lick, and Eric discovered that he could taste the beast as well. This did not stop him, but rather urge him on.