Eridan wasn't the sort of person to ignore the sound of someone following him for long; that went double for when he was still dealing with the aftermath of something he refused to admit was seriously a big deal.

When he heard those heavy footsteps, he let them follow for a few feet before about-facing abruptly, bristling with his hands clenched, thinking both not again and just one more time. When he saw the woman who he'd gotten into a very... one-sided argument with being his not-too-subtle shadow, he scowled. "Wwhat the fuck are you doin'?"