Eric is constantly surprised by how many different kinds of beings there are in the world. He'd assumed after so many centuries walking the earth he'd seen and heard of everything. The world constantly proved him wrong. At the end of the day, survivors were the only ones left and Eric appreciated someone who could survive because he's a survivor as well. Having a chance to start over is always a blessing, Eric thinks, but then he's started over many, many times in his life.

After everything with the vampire authority had gone down, Eric had moved out of Louisiana. He'd come to France for that fresh start as well. He's got a small wine bar in a little town in France. He's just closed up and is taking stock of the town, trying to while away his hours when he catches sight of a woman he doesn't recognize (from behind) walking along the side of the road. He slows his car, a little red convertible, and pulls to a stop next to her.

"Awfully late for a woman to be out by herself," he says in French.