Eric watched the other of himself carefully. Though he felt no tension, he knew what they both were capable of if provoked. He didnt want that for any of them if it could be helped. He didn't know what he wanted, really. All of this was so strange. At first he had been okay with having a double. A copy of himself.
Unsettled by the presence, the hybrid stilled. And waited.
The phantom nodded at Macklyn in agreement. He wasn't sure about the destiny part. He had Leeloo and she was all he needed...and yet there was some level of uncertainty that he didn't like. He was unsettled, too, by the doubt. The fact that doubt lingered in his heart about being with Leeloo made him irritated.