As Erik noticed Doreen's similar state of uncertainty, he was partially relieved. But, for the most part, the flamboyant happiness of children was what made everything just right. Who could be in any way upset when kids run around you in excitement, right?
After she finished her statement, Erik scratched the back of his head with a chuckle and replied "No, no. It's actually fine to call me Erik." And it wasn't a lie. He felt content with being called so, but being in a family of his renown (within the Republic), most people tended to be all formal around him.
He started walking up the stairs, while the others were following, and he continued speaking "I'm hoping you're accommodating with the work-flow on New Hippocrate well. As you surely noticed, medical aid is always required for some of our people."
Yuma Robotics HQ, Central Dome, New Astarte, Planet Yuma, Coronado
evening of 3 Aug. 824 A.S.
After they were to enter the tower, they'd find themselves in the lobby - which was filled with the various Crayterian technological wonders, both old and new. There were numerous shuttle designs, androids, drones, automated systems... all put on display. And obviously plenty of people either working or visiting would be seen walking around.
As soon as he was noticed, some of the men and women around greeted Erik with the classic "Welcome back, sir." or questions like "Here on your time off, sir?". Naturally, he responded to each of them with a smile and a semi-formal hello and continued to lead his guests towards the elevator.
Obviously, some of the ladies would throw around a casual hello towards Peter, asking him how he's doing. However, this time he was rather preoccupied by Ben's presence to notice them. Instead, he kept explaining what each thing in the lobby was. "See that? That's an old Viper, from back in Clayter." - he said, while pointing to a Nyx-like vessel, but white and much smaller. "And that's a duty dloid malk 2. Daddy says we still use 'em for clean-up in some buildings."