Lucas had already left the table by the time she began her speech, and she didn't know how she felt about that. Actually, she knew exactly how she felt about that. She hated having him around, especially in one of her rare (but now apparently daily) moments of weakness. He obviously thought he had some kind of authority over her, the idiotic prick, and it made it that much harder to act like she could care less what he said or did when her emotions were pretty much screaming<span style="font-style: italic">screw you</span>and coming out at random intervals. Was this whathe girls had meant when they talked about mood swings? Because it was A) Way too late in her life for that, B) The most embarrassing shit ever, and C) The most inconvenient time for it to emerge. Could it be the emotional buildup that one annoying ex-therapist had constantly been going on about with her? Oh, no, wait, she was from some weird dream Thea'd had after a really high dosage of pain killers. Allergies? That was a good explanation. Yes, it was definitely allergies.<br/><br/>She'd gone into another deep thought session when she was interrupted by Gerhard's, now much calmer, voice. "He's right, though. This is clear cut. We either survive and kill these bastards, or we die trying. No deep heart-felt emotion, no bonding, and no excessive crying. Preferably, no crying at all. I don't even know what's come over me, to be honest. Don't expect me to be like this, though. You've seen more out of me than my own She stopped herself at the word<span style="font-style: italic">boyfriend</span>, figuring that she couldn't exactly call him that anymore. Poor Jackson. He did deserve better than her, though. He was fast and kind and open, a bit of a dreamer, always asking her what they would name their kids. Half the time she was telling him to shut up, half the time she was just shrugging in an effort to shut him up, and the small rest of the time was spent kissing or drunk on adrenaline. They weren't exactly a match made in Heaven.  "-brothers ever have," She smoothed over quickly, though not as naturally as she would've liked. Brothers. Yes, that was exactly right. The brothers of the definite only child. Wow, good job Thea. And you're supposed to be the<span style="font-style: italic">quick thinker.</span><br/><br/>"I find it a natural tendency to<span style="font-style: italic">get on </span>people's nerves, but I don't believe I've ever<span style="font-style: italic">struck</span>one. Be proud, you're actually a first for me." She commented, though now she was working on sliding back into her own little realm.<br/><br/>Gerhard and Dan went into their own little chit-chat session, and Thea half-listened, mainly so she would have something to do.<br/><br/>"He's right, you know. I haven't seen the place in twelve years, and that place changes so quickly, who knows what it's like now. But I do remember that technology was everything, and some of the major things were all controlled from the high-security mini-HQs, and they were all scattered throughout the country. The police, the lights, the facilities, they were all controlled by computers and technology. Of course, there were humans in the positions, but they were so untrained and casual about everything. If you can take the tech down, we've pretty much got a straight path into The Foundation's HQ."