"You were right to worry." Eric admitted, his fingers trailing up her spine to her shoulders. "I did not, because I did not consider what might happen."
There were few people in this world to which Eric would admit he was wrong. Pam, Logan, Baba Yaga. He supposed his other self would list John Tudor in there. For the most part, the Viking did not like to be wrong. He did not like other people to see that he was. It took very extreme circumstances for him to say those kinds of words to people that were not within his immediate circle.
"I imagined that it would be like the last time. We would be resigned to our respective home worlds, then there would be nothing further to think on. The emotions that rose when you spoke to him, however, made me think on it more." Eric was disturbed by the notion of what might happen if he was the one sent away. Would Pam come with him? Surely Baba would not. He had no desire to lose his wife. "I want you to be happy. If being with him would assist with that, then please, be. I cannot possibly be jealous if I am not here."
It was a bad joke, and not punctuated with even the smallest of smiles.