Cohabitation Commiserations

Okay, so one of the other things that polled well was surprise, surprise, a post about Eric and Sookie. AoifeNZ decided it would be about moving in. Blame her if you don’t like it, and then blame yourself for not commenting with an alternate view – it’s really your own fault. This is an easy Christmas present I have time to trot out while I’m feeling lazy and full and my brain isn’t working so well.

I’m going to deal with the spectre of Eric and Sookie living together. I know in fanfic, Sookie often uproots her entire life, goes to Eric and it’s smooth as – but this is fantasy, and often unsatisfying writing. It has to be smooth, cause house hassles don’t have any boning in them. In all fairness, doormat Sookie doesn’t have anything to say about anything, so moving house isn’t going to make her open her submissive mousey mouth; and some of these writers haven’t lived with anyone else, so they don’t know….or they just do what their husbands tell them.

I must say, that I’m pretty sure that Sookie will move in with Eric – but when I look at the problems it presents, I have a little doubt. I would say I’m about eighty percent sure that Sookie’s going to move in with him – but this is not a hundred percent.

Surprisingly enough, my unsureness doesn’t rely on what Sookie’s doing, but merely on the logistics, and how much Eric can change. Moving in with Eric wouldn’t be easy peasy – for Eric, not for Sookie. Sookie has lived quite successfully with Amelia, Claude, Dermot, Charles, Jason and Gran – all of them have been her housemates, and it didn’t present her with issues. Eric however, has lived alone a very long time – decades possibly – and he’s not exactly the meekest of housemates.

There’s a huge myth that Sookie doesn’t move in with Eric because of her deep and abiding attachment to her house. You know, the reason she never mentions as to why she doesn’t move in with Eric. That’s actually a projection from her relationship with Bill which was wrongly interpreted:

My grandmother, Adele Hale Stackhouse, left me this house, and I treasured it.
Bill had spoken of me moving into his place, which sat on a hill just across the
cemetery from my home, but I was reluctant to leave my own turf.

Living Dead in Dallas, p. 22

Nothing there about how she could never leave her house, and that she adored being there. She treasures the house, sure, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t willing to move out of it. I treasured my parent’s house – loved it to death, but I don’t still live at home. And I even grew up in a bonafide Queenslander, complete with fretwork breezeways and sturdy tongue and groove ironbark walls. I happily left it to move in with Mr. Minty. Moreover, to reason that this is the only reason Sookie doesn’t move in with Bill completely ignores what else she said about their relationship:

I wasn’t completely sure I was in love with Bill, but I loved him,
and I had committed myself to him.

Living Dead in Dallas, p. 55

So she doesn’t want to move in with a guy she’s not a hundred percent sold on. Oh, well, that must mean she loves her house beyond reason. I’ve never quite understood why this myth got created. Not only is it poor reading comprehension, but it’s selective memory as well. There’s nothing definite about being “reluctant” to leave your house. If Sookie had said “adamant I would not move in with him” that would be something. But expressing doubts? Completely normal, – especially considering that in the next book, they broke up.

I’d like to point out that this mysterious fanfic attachment to her house doesn’t exist in the books. In the books, Sookie might love her house, take care of her house, but she’s not attached to it for life:

I thought of living in a small modern house with level floors and up-to-date bathrooms and a convenient kitchen with lots of plugs. No exposed water heater. Lots of blown-in insulation in the attic. A carport! Dazzled at the vision, I swallowed. “I’ll consider it,” I said, feeling greatly daring to even entertain the idea.
Dead to the World, p. 278

If she’s considering moving out of her house because she’d love a new house, I’m not sure how this translates to an unnatural attachment to the farmhouse. In this case, it seems to be a fan fiction – fiction made up by fans who can’t read good. Of course, Sookie references not wanting to leave home, but it’s not quite in the same context:

“But I’m selfish enough that I don’t want to go wherever they send me, trying to find dying people. I couldn’t stand the wear and tear of seeing disaster every day.
I don’t want to leave home.”

Dead and Gone, p. 92

In this context, Sookie isn’t referring specifically to her house – she’s referring to being sent all over the country and not coming home. I mean, people do know that disaster teams don’t go home at night, and go where they’re needed, right? When our soldiers have to help out in disaster areas, they often have to travel many days away (even in Australia – it’s a big place) and help out and stay there until people don’t need them any more. Sometimes they move onto the next area that needs their help – and they can be away from home for months.

If Sookie was part of a flying squad by the government, there would be no going home at night. This isn’t the same as moving to Shreveport. I think Sookie would be fine with moving out of her house – but it has to be something that’s stable, and workable, and something where she can actually have a home she can go to every night. Her house right now might not be to the taste of those who love going internet shopping with Eric’s fictional money, but it’s stable, no one is going to kick her out because they broke up and she sees it almost every day.

So when it comes to moving in with Eric, he’s suggested it twice. I’m going to quote her reply to him both times – and you’ll see nothing about unrequited love with a farmhouse. First in Dead and Gone:

“I can’t say ‘Oh, Eric, I love you, carry me away,’ because I don’t know what’s real and what’s not. Until I’m sure, I have no intention of changing my life drastically.
Dead and Gone, pp. 176-177

Surely – the cardinal sin for Sookie is not wanting to change her life until she’s sure. Whoa boy – radical concept. Anyone would think moving in together with someone was easy as pie. But also, when he asks again:

Would you be wanting me to live with you if we didn’t have the bond? If you
didn’t feel it every time I was in danger? Or angry? Or afraid?

Dead Reckoning, p. 150

Of course, Eric successfully blew off Sookie’s request for reassurance by saying that it didn’t matter which it was. That there is really rolling out the welcome mat with his complete lack of concern about whether he really wants her there, or if it merely saves him the commute when he wants to harass police officers and firefighters in her name.

Neither time Sookie cited her house as the impediment – just that she wanted to be sure of her life when she moved. The fact that she hasn’t thrown up the argument about her house, and says both times that she wants to be sure of his feelings and her feelings tells me that Sookie doesn’t really take issue with the idea of moving. If it was like turning into a vampire, and she didn’t want to do it – she would just front up with “But I can’t leave my house” – but she doesn’t. So she’s open to the idea, but wants to be sure. Just with the idea of it she would really want to do this, and if he really wants her there. But luckily, Eric totally blew that question off, because he couldn’t be bothered to examine why he wants her in his house.

I think her policy of wanting to be sure is a sound one. I can’t envision her wanting to move away from the entire town of Bon Temps on a whim. Just because there are people like Arlene in town, there’s also Catfish Hennessey who stood up for her at work and to police; Andy Bellefleur who’s come round to support her; Maxine Fortenberry who washed her sheets when her house was set on fire; Jason, Tara, Sam and Bill – all of whom have helped her out as close friends; JB who helped her train her tortured wrists back to working order; Terry who watches out for her; D’Eriq who tells her things she needs to watch out for; Portia who nursed her when she was shot; Calvin Norris who gave her a bodyguard. There is an entire town of people who’ve helped her out at one time or another – there’s not just a town made of pure evil in “Bumfuck” or whatever people want to call it to have a go at Southerners.

She also has a wide circle of people she’s friendly with – India and Holly, Kennedy and Danny, D’Eriq and Antoine, Halleigh Bellefleur, Tara, Sam, Jason and Michelle, Danielle and Hoyt, Bill, the Hotshot weres, Dr. Tonnesen, Greg Aubert. In Shreveport, Sookie would be alone but for Eric, Pam and Alcide (whom she’d be better served to tell him to go fuck himself in my personal opinion). Eric and Pam aren’t up during the day – and Sookie is. She’d be uprooting all of those little friendships, all those people she talks to everyday to go and live with Eric.  She’d be sensible to be sure before she does that.

Bon Temps is an hour’s drive away from Eric’s house, so it’s not as if when she gets lonely she could pop down to Merlotte’s and soak in the ambience. As for the idea that she could make new friends – I’m not buying that one. Sookie is a telepath. She freaks people out, even educated city folk:

“…how can this crazy woman find out who took the fucking money why doesn’t she let go of me what is she is she a vampire, too, or some kind of demon her eyes are so strange…”
Dead Until Dark, p. 202

This is the thoughts of Bruce, educated city guy, who is freaked out by Sookie. He’s not going to be inviting her around for coffee any time soon, so her chances of making friends are way down just because of that. I’m not sure why the same people who use words like “Bumfuck” or any of the other charming names for Bon Temps believe that prejudice only exists in these towns…considering they’re doing a bang-up job of being prejudiced towards people from towns like Bon Temps. My husband came from a small town in the country – the population there was just over a thousand people – and while the city is more open minded, it’s not free of prejudice. Thoughtless and stupid people exist everywhere – and a telepath doesn’t need to wait for them to say it. They can just think it.

Sookie’s position in Bon Temps, while nothing to write home about, is hard won. It took her growing up in the town and quite a few years of effort to get her to the stage she is at now. If she moves to Shreveport, she won’t have that. She’ll have to go back to Bon Temps for friendship. I mean, name me three people in Shreveport that are her friends, but aren’t Eric and Pam. Oh, so she hasn’t had much contact with humans in Shreveport, so you think that question is unfair? Okay then, name me three vampires that are her friends, and aren’t Eric and Pam. See? Sookie isn’t mates with Thalia or Indira, she wasn’t friends with Clancy or Felicia. The fangbangers are the closest ones – and how can you have a friendship where you grumble about Eric, and Belinda pops up to call him “Master” and salutes him? It’s not an easy friendship if that friend looks at your husband and thinks that:

The fangbanger code required them to be honoured if some bloodsucker wanted
to sample them; and if they died of it, well that was just about an honour too.
Behind all the pathos and tangled sexuality of the typical fangbanger was the
underlying hope that some vampire would think the fangbanger was “worthy”
of being turned into a vampire. Like you had to pass a character test.

From Dead to Worse, p. 152

So your fangbanger friend would kowtow to your husband, and always be thinking about how you “did it” and how they could copy you and get their own vampire. And they think that vampires are only those good enough. You know – like Mickey or Cindy-Lou, trashy vampire at Rhodes. Not only are they none too bright, because they haven’t considered there’s nothing extra special about murderers.

You could never grumble about your husband’s imperfections, because as far as a fangbanger is concerned, vampires don’t have any. There’s also relatively high odds that out of that pool of women hanging around Fangtasia, Eric’s slept with at least four or five of them, making the situation a little difficult. You don’t get a reputation for brilliance in bed if you glamour all of your bed partners into forgetting – that’s just fanfic making things to their liking. Not to mention, Eric wasn’t raised a Christian – I doubt he’d see issues with Sookie seeing such things – so he’s not going to glamour it out of anyone’s head.

As I mentioned in my post about Niall, Vikings had long houses that were all one house, no bedroom type partitions, and modesty and sexual shame were not things that they really thought about the way we do. In fanfic, Eric has a big house in the Viking era, with only himself living in it. Odds are real Viking era Eric would have saw that as an impractical waste of valuable heating. It’s done in fanfic to cater to our ways of modesty, and make Sookie comfortable, but it wouldn’t have been something he would have done in his human life. I’m very much for that change in fanfic, mainly cause we get Sookie doing it with Eric in public all the time, with a voyeuristic peepshow on the throne of Fangtasia for all and sundry. Privacy is a nice change, even if it’s historically inaccurate – and I can live with a reasonable amount of artistic license.

Not to mention, that the odds are that Eric feeds on said fangbangers, making friendship more difficult. For all the guff about Sookie having to accept that Eric is a vampire, this is one thing that sends fangirls into a tailspin – the idea that he’s feeding on others. Yet, he mentions it on page, and so does Sookie:

“I know how much is too much. And I fed well before I came here.”
Dead and Gone, pp. 291-292

Odds that he’s talking about being well fed on bottled blood is nil. That’s not how you phrase “I’ve been guzzling TruBlood for the last hour”. You use euphemisms like “fed” instead of “bit some human in my bar”. After all – I doubt many people say “I fed on that bottle of iced coffee” (my favourite bottled drink) – they say “I drank a bottle of iced coffee”. The use of the word “fed” implies other humans. It’s questionable that Eric would go for TruBlood just before donating to Sookie and when he’s going into a battle. Not only that, but even Sookie thinks about Eric feeding on people as snacks:

Would Pam rush some willing humans over to act as bedtime snacks?
Dead in the Family, p. 193

I know, I know. In that case, it is assumed that it’s only Appius and Alexei. But there’s no reason to automatically assume Eric isn’t going to have a bite to eat. Not only that, but Eric wasn’t with Sookie that entire week. I doubt “Master” would have taken kindly to his favourite child showing Sookie such a preference that he drank from a bottle all week. And yet Sookie doesn’t take issue with this part of his vampire nature.

And finally, we have confirmation that vampires need to have the real blood of a human at times, and will not take any substitutes:

“Thalia, can I get you some blood?”
“Not unless you want to donate yourself,” she said in her heavily accented English.
“But Eric wouldn’t be pleased if I drank from you. Immanuel, give me a mouthful?”

Dead Reckoning, p. 299

There’s already a beginning of the panic – and I can hear the words now of “OMG Eric only feeds on Sookie! That’s OOC!” echoing down the passages of time now from the future book release – that Eric is referenced feeding on another woman in the synopsis of Deadlocked. But as I’ve said before, I challenge anyone to find me the reference to Eric’s feeding on Sookie in the last three books. He doesn’t even see her that often, let alone feed off her, and he mostly doesn’t bite her during sex. The whole “Mine” crap only goes one way – Sookie’s blood is only for Eric, but Eric does what he likes with his fangs. Just like Eric feeds on someone else when he needs it:

For another thing, Eric needed all his blood to heal himself, and he took some of Pam’s too.
Dead and Gone, p. 308

It’s unclear if he just told Sookie about this, or if he fed on Pam in front of her. I’m inclined to think he just told Sookie this. I doubt she would have been up for any socialising the night of the fairy war, and he went right back to work. So Eric is actually taking blood from others – in this case, his child and former lover.

The odds are that Eric feeds on humans at his club – or at least with registered donors. In fact, there are agencies who do actually deal with “human snacks”:

In the last four years it had become a regular practice for the hosts of parties to which vampires had been invited to hire donors from a registered donor bureau, so they could be sure that all the human snacks on offer had been examined for
blood-borne diseases and psychoses.

Death by Dahlia, Down those Strange Streets, epub edition.

So Eric could be paying for donors. I also think that if readers read the Dahlia story in question, they’d find out that registered donors like this get bitten without having sex. Just like all the vampires in Dead Reckoning fed and managed to keep it in their pants. There’s absolutely nothing unfaithful about Eric feeding on other people, particularly when his wife gets beaten up and abducted with regularity. Sometimes at the behest of his work colleagues – like Bruno and Corinna. That scene would have been a bit different if Sookie had lost blood just prior to fighting them off. Blood has a limited supply – and it’s best not to go bloodletting before a battle.

There’s a whole heap of humans whom Eric would have contact with – feed from – that Sookie wouldn’t really want to have anything to do with. So the idea that she could make friends with people her husband snacks on is pretty impossible. And there’s really not a lot of other humans around Eric, so the choices are limited, unless she wants to fall in with the Barksdale Airforce crowd who come to a vampire bar to show how tough they are. Sookie would need to go outside the Fangtasia ‘zone’ in order to make friends, possibly at work. Sookie would not be able to subsist on donors’ company.

But from Sookie’s viewpoint, it’s all doable. Those are her main problems, but they’re not insurmountable ones. They are officially, no really great impediment. But they do pose logistical problems for Sookie – and I don’t blame her for wanting to be sure. It’s not something you’d just want to do lightly, and with no issue. It means that she’s pulled out of an environment she’s worked hard to make herself part of. And if she stays working at Merlotte’s, there’s the hour long commute to work.

It’s from Eric’s viewpoint, that it all gets rather hairy. I’m not so sure that Eric will be gung-ho on the moving in. Or at least, he kinda has to change some of the things he does. Otherwise, they shouldn’t really live together – and moreover, can’t, because Eric is stuck in his own ways.

Firstly, there’s the fact that his wife is human. She does human things all the time. Like eating. Eric doesn’t really consider throughout Dead to the World that Sookie has human needs. We don’t see them – at that time – sitting down where he has a blood and she has dinner. And we don’t see Eric taking Sookie out to eat. He’ll take her dancing, but not out to eat. As it stands right now, his kitchen is mass of stark nothing, as most vampire kitchens are. But that would have to change – Sookie couldn’t keep it completely and utterly stark, and would need to have stuff there to feed herself, just like she does at home.

Now, I know that fanfic has created a dichotomy – Bill is the guy who hates that Sookie eats at all – which is canon – he makes her brush her teeth before kissing him; and Eric is usually shown to be the better choice because he loves to see Sookie eat – which is not canon. There is zero evidence on the page of Eric watching Sookie eat, or enjoying Sookie eating. I’m not so sure he’s gung-ho on having food he can smell, in his house:

Eric had bought a coffeemaker for me, and he kept some food in the freezer
for whatever human was in the house. Lately, that human had been me.

Dead in the Family, p. 74

You can’t always eat stuff that is frozen. And if Sookie is coming around regularly, there’s really no reason to have stuff in the freezer. This was during the times when she would see Eric four times or so in a week, so it’s not there to stop it from going off because she hardly ever visits. It’s not the spare food he has lying around in case he has human guests, or the quick pick-me-up for a donor, but rather, the food his wife eats lives only in his freezer. There’s no basket of fruit on the counter, no fresh bread in the pantry, doubtful that there’s any pots and pans. There’s probably a microwaveable dinner. Sookie cannot eat microwaveable dinners for the rest of her life.

In order for Sookie to move in with Eric, she actually has to find the house habitable. She can’t have her eating life outside of the house. And if she does, well, she’s going to be spending a lot more time with Sam – they love going out to restaurants to eat together and chat. So if Sookie moved in with Eric, she’d have to buy things like fresh milk. It’s not as if she could slot them in with his TruBlood and Lifeflow. Even his fridge isn’t big enough:

A kitchen is largely useless to a vampire, though a little refrigerator is necessary
for the synthetic blood, and a microwave is handy to heat it to room temperature.

Dead in the Family, p. 74

So it would require Eric to get a second fridge or move in Sookie’s fridge, or get a bigger fridge that they can share. She’d have to bring all of her cooking stuff as well. Since it’s a room Eric doesn’t use much, he may not worry about it too much, and it’s unknown whether he keeps food in the freezer because he doesn’t really like it – even if he’s not as polarised as Bill – or if it’s just something he doesn’t think about, and couldn’t give a shit about. But it’s not something we can assume poses no problems – it’s no problem for Sookie, but Eric might get agitated by it. He does love to control his own space, and it’s been his own space for a long time now.

I think it’s something that really, shouldn’t be discounted – the control that Eric has over his own space. When you live with someone, their shit gets mixed up with your shit. And I’m not quite sure Eric is remembering this:

“I want you to move in with me,” Eric said. “You can stay in one of the upstairs bedrooms if you want. The one we usually use. You don’t have to stay down in the dark with me.”
Dead Reckoning, p. 148

See, Eric is thinking about which room Sookie is going to be hers. But when you live with someone, you’re not really sticking to one room. My shit here in my house is in every room, and so is Mr. Minty’s. It’s not as simple as designating one room and leaving it at that. Sookie should be able to use Eric’s coffee table, watch stuff on Eric’s television, eat in Eric’s kitchen, put the washing on in Eric’s washing machine (presuming he has one – the man is not big on cleaning) and use the toilet at Eric’s house.

While designating Sookie somewhere to sleep, if they’re going to live together, there’s a sense of permanence that they haven’t quite achieved in the books. In fact, Sookie might have that bedroom, but there’s a sense that it’s a temporary space she hasn’t put her mark on:

I groped around in the night table drawer, found my clock and my box
of Kleenex, and placed them close to hand.

Dead Reckoning, p. 201

See, I remember when I was ready to move into a house with Mr. Minty – and I had muffin tins at his house, food in his fridge, and my stuff in his bathroom. Things weren’t tucked away in a drawer so I could wipe the room clean of my having been there. My shit was already mixing with his shit. It’s possible that Sookie is doing this to be polite, but then, surely, she should feel more comfortable than being polite at her husband’s home. Sookie isn’t really feeling ownership in the house, and in order to live somewhere, you have to feel ownership.

There’s also the fact that Sookie doesn’t feel completely welcome at all times in Eric’s house. I come home to my house, I don’t hesitate to walk right in. Not so when Sookie comes to Eric’s space:

I always knocked at Eric’s door if he didn’t expect me, because I
never knew who would be there or what they’d be talking about,
but this time I simply pushed the door even wider.

Dead in the Family, p. 294

Sookie’s talking about how she knocks at Eric’s door to walk in. The very last thing people who live together want is permission to enter. And what if she couldn’t just walk in, and there’s a big brou-haha going down? Is she going to go and sit in her car until it’s all over with? That’s not really living in a home – that’s being a guest. Again, while it might just be excessive politeness, it’s not as if Sookie couldn’t feel more welcome and comfortable at Eric’s house. She knocks on his door because he has things he keeps private – specifically from her – because he’s chatting to others.

Moreover, Eric has said outright that there are things he keeps from Sookie:

“You don’t tell me everything about your business, am I right?”
“You’re right,” he said, without missing a beat. “But that’s for many reasons, Sookie. Most important is that some of it you could only worry about, and the rest of it might put you in danger. Knowledge isn’t always power.”

After a moment of silence, he added, “There’s also the fact that I’m not used to sharing my daily concerns with a human, and it’s hard to break the habit after a thousand years.”
Dead Reckoning, p. 68

In order to live at Eric’s house, then that makes the situation that much more fraught. After all, she could overhear all kinds of things – things that are dangerous and things she could worry about. It’s not so much about living together if Sookie routinely has to go and stay the night at Bon Temps so Eric can do secret vampire business. What would be the point to driving all your stuff to Shreveport, only to have to go home to Bon Temps a couple of nights a week? That’s logistically a nightmare. It’s also not very stable. I did it for a couple of months leading up to moving in with Mr. Minty – and it feels unstable. We would stay one week at my place, and one week at his place. Those muffin tins (that we still have) are well travelled little buggers.

Eric can’t just shut Sookie out of all the things he does in his house. I’m not sure that Sookie would really appreciate being banished to her bedroom on a regular basis either. Now, it’s possible that he could just wait to do secret vampire business while she’s out of the house – out with her friends, out at work. She can’t hang around the house all the time for that to happen. So the moving in that fanfic writers usually envision is kinda out, because Eric doesn’t and won’t include her in every aspect of his life.

That is of course, the other issue – that of her friends and family. Sookie’s going to be spending a bit of time going back to Bon Temps to see her friends and family. With a guard on the gate, they’d all need permission to come over to her place. I’m not so sure Eric’s down with having Jason drop round, or the fairies come round with donuts. Yes, his house is much safer, but he has a gatekeeper and he puts out distance to easily being contacted at home. He’s not really rolling out the welcome mat for all the random humans attached to Sookie.

He’s not going to appreciate people turning up at his house to visit Sookie – they will be unwelcome. Consider when it was that Sookie got his personal phone number:

I’d discovered Eric’s cell number scrawled on the back of one of his business
cards, tucked halfway under my bedside phone.

Dead and Gone, p. 224

So the night he finally reconnected with Sookie after the time he spent at her house is the night she got his mobile phone number. That’s how well you have to know Eric in order to get his phone number – he has to offer for you to move into his house. Previous to that, Sookie had to phone Fangtasia and fight her way through Clancy and various fangbangers to talk to Eric, or have a little chat to Pam before chatting to Eric. It doesn’t seem to me that Eric would want Sookie’s friends to visit, or to have them even call his house.

I should note that this isn’t a universal vampire thing – Sookie knew where Bill’s house was, what his number was, and has had Pam’s mobile number for a while:

I didn’t want to leave this message on the answering machine at Fangtasia, which
wouldn’t be open yet, so I called Pam’s cell, something I’d never done before.

From Dead to Worse, p. 91

This is not some weird safety procedure that all vampires use so that they’re off the radar. Sure, they protect their information so they don’t get prank calls, but Eric takes extra special care that few if any humans have his number. So the idea that she could have a friend like Sam around for coffee, or get Dermot to bring her donuts is pretty out. There’s no baby showers for your best friend if your vampire husband freaks out at the idea of all these strangers at his house. I doubt Eric would want all these people at his house – which kinda creates an issue – because again, your shit gets mixed up with their shit. It should really be somewhere Sookie gets to live and make rules too – not just being Eric’s way. It’s supposed to be her house too, not just a bedroom she’s sub-letting.

But if Eric can get over all these roadblocks to the rules he’s been following for years, and all the barriers he’s made that keep humans out – including Sookie – they could make it work. I should also note that contrary to fanfic, there’ll not be more Eric if she moves in – he works, even on the nights he’s at home. But there will be more Sam. There was a bit of outrage that If I had a Hammer featured Sam – but I don’t see the Eric who can’t pick up his own towels offering to do home renovations for a friend of Sookie’s.

Sookie does a lot of human activities with Sam – he’s her best friend as I’ve mentioned before – and while he’s not perfect, they do go out to dinner (which Eric doesn’t do) and go do human things together while Eric’s busy at work. Sookie is a human, and she has human needs. If Eric doesn’t do those things, then somehow Sookie has to find someone else to do them with. She can’t just sit in Eric’s house and stare at the wall until he’s ready. Nor should she have to give up her friends so she can live with Eric. At this point in time, she spends more time awake every day, and more time in human company than she spends with Eric. It is Eric who spends less time with her. Even if she subs in the fairies for some of her activities, that’s still not Eric.

Essentially, the most need for change in habits needs to come from Eric. It’s his house, and at the moment Sookie seems to feel that keenly. If she was to live with him, he couldn’t just wall her off from the rest of the house that’s supposed to be her new home. Someone with a thousand years worth of habits will need to get used to interacting and living with a human. Sookie can make it work, and has made it work with a number of other housemates, but it will be Eric to whom I will offer my cohabitation commiserations.