Leeloo stopped completely in the middle of the empty street and turned around to look at Eric. He was closer than she'd expected; usually, he kept his distance. (She'd often wondered about that. Peter told her that they were close friends in their other world, but he seemed so withdrawn... She imagined it was that she was different from the other, and perhaps it made him wary of her. That seemed not to be a problem, now.)
"You don't know Ben?" she asked, looking confused. Could it be that he was not the Eric she'd come to expect? Leeloo rubbed her forehead with the palm of her hand. "Are you my Eric?" she asked. "From the island?"