When she brought up the apartment, Eric offered her his attention again. He looked over at her, seeing the determination in her demeanor. She meant what she had said about starting that night. But did that pertain to the apartment only? Eric didn't know this version of Leeloo as well as he did the other, but he hoped to resolve that. He hoped that they could forge a friendship in this task, perhaps one that ran deeper than what he and Lee shared.
If that was possible.
"This way," Eric breathed. He was on his feet in an instant, only waiting for Leeloo to rise before he lead her into the night and down the street toward the broken apartment.