Okay, so that wasn't the name Eric wanted to hear - either he'd surprised Michael that bad it just popped out on its own or Michael wasn't doing much better than before. Eric was saved from that awkwardness by the fact that his brother decided to show up, hitting them both with what Eric called that "lawyer-in-training" smile in his head. Seriously, look at it. Way too polite, like they weren't both back in the crazy house and this wasn't totally weird at all.

Eric decided he might as well start this off since for once he'd beat his brother anywhere. He leaned back in his chair, reached down to adjust the prosthetic, and then launched into it.

"They talking release dates with you yet?" Eric decided he might as well aim high, even if he was kinda worried about Michael calling him "Dean". As much as he wished he was some super badass ghost hunter, he'd rather stick to his day job. These days he decided he wanted to live past forty if he could. Hell, he'd even stopped sleeping around whenever he could. And here he'd thought this program didn't work at all.

Even if he was still working things out with Matt here. Eric figured that might take longer.

But y'know what, this was about trying to show Michael some support, not bitching about family relationship crap, and it was definitely one of those times he wished the nurses weren't such hot hardasses. He would've loved to drop a six-pack in Michael's lap. The guy looked like he needed it.