[He has nowhere to go from here. That keeps drumming itself into Eric's skull. He has nowhere to go from here, he can't go home and he's closed all doors to elsewhere, now.

For some reason the others have not yet descended upon him as they ought to have done the instant everyone was freed. For some reason, he's being allowed to live. It is worse, really. Even if his teacher isn't here, he can't go home, not with innocents' blood on his hands.

So yes, he's curled up with his back to a wall, his arms wrapped around his legs, his face hidden against his knees. (If he can't see Alucard he isn't there.) Yes, he's wallowing in disgust at himself and hating every single beat of his heart. Yes, there's a spiderweb nearby, but he's not talking.]