"Doesn't mean that I can't feel for you. It wasn't your fault either, Light. How could you have expected those inmates to real out, or what could you have done to stop them from doing what they did? You would've gotten yourself killed, and those poor victims stranded with those monsters." He stands up, sliding some credits to the paddy as he does. He walks over to you, puts a hand on your shoulder briefly, and then begins to walks away. In all honesty, Eric had begun the spectacle in the hopes of getting someone to warm his bed at night, but Light... Well, she had a wit to match his own, and a dark history. Perhaps he still felt for her, but not so promiscuously anymore. "See you around, Light."