Eric looked up at the bag, and then held out his hand. He smelled the blood, and found that it had been refrigerated. He smiled at the girl and then started to drink the blood. He felt a little bit of his strength returning, as well as the wound closing. He knew it wouldn't heal though. The silver on the blade would make sure of that. "Thank you. The bandage can come off now. I can help you around the house now. If you'd like food, point me to your kitchen," Eric said, enough strength returning to be of some use now.