"I didn't know you, Erik. I haven't known you in quite some time," he admitted, rubbing idly at a tingling in his thigh, eyes squeezing shut against a hazy flash in his mind. A thought, a memory, something that didn't belong to him.

Damn.

Sliding off his stool, he pushed to his feet, wobbling almost immediately, his hand darting out to catch himself on the edge of the bar.