Guile
One Thousand Club
Erik noticed all too well Christine's pleading eyes. He knew that his duty as a father required him to stop these thoughts from entering his daughter's head. They didn't need a second Phantom wandering around the halls of the Opera. In a desperate attempt to clear Catherine's mind, Erik rubbed her arms with his hands and smiled at his daughter. "Now, Catherine, your mother is right. I appreciate your words, dear, I do. But right now, your wedding day is more important to me than Don Juan." Erik was, admittedly, just a tiny bit surprised to find these words to be true. "My little girl's big day means more to me than a performance. You should be focusing on your wedding, on you and Andrew's relationship. Spend time with him, don't worry about Don Juan, please."