"Uh thanks." She goes over to the house and talks to the former owner the lady calls her agent and they sign some paperwork. "I own a house." She mutters.
He smiles back, going to unpack his very few belongings. In the Master bedroom, he would find a large space on the wall, and after a few minutes of concentration, a trophy case appears hanging on the wall, with his swords in it.
Eric sits down on his bed. "Well....I met someone...she was the only person I had ever met that accepted me for who I was....but then...she kinda turned me away....I didn't really know what to do, then met you...and now I.....I just don't know what I'm feeling now..."