[Eric spots Blake the moment he enters the restaurant and stands swiftly from his perch within the entry room to cross over to the other man with a smile, leaning in to swiftly kiss him once on each trick.] Blake... a pleasure to see you again. I trust the world isn't about to end?
[It was a joke, mostly. But Eric did get the impression that slowing the other man down from his work would one day lead to a degree of apocalyptic inertia the likes the world had never seen.
Or so he thought, at least... the bloody French hypocrite.]
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[It was a joke, mostly. But Eric did get the impression that slowing the other man down from his work would one day lead to a degree of apocalyptic inertia the likes the world had never seen.
Or so he thought, at least... the bloody French hypocrite.]