Well wasnâ€™t that just wonderful, Kat thought to herself as she looked over her shoulder once Eric mentioned cyborgs. Not only were they being monitored but their escorts were cyborgs and that suddenly made her feel even more uncomfortable. She didnâ€™t know much about them but she knew this was not going to be an easy five months like they had originally thought and it almost made her want to cringe. Judging by the look on his face, Eric was probably having similar thoughts and she gave a nod of agreement when he mentioned that they should refrain from trying anything especially now. She has never really liked cyborgs due to hearing some pretty bad stories about them though she has never actually seen one go berserk before. Hopefully she wouldnâ€™t have to but she really didnâ€™t trust these escorts no matter how â€˜completeâ€™ they seemed to be. They were machines, there was no telling what the hell could happen if something went wrong.<br/><br/>â€œIâ€™ll forgive you for having your head in the clouds,â€ she said to Eric finally, trying not to shudder at the thought of the cyborgsâ€™ cold eyes watching them. Not in the mood to argue or even really care about feeling like she had been half ignored in general she just let it at that. â€œLetâ€™s just get some rest and weâ€™ll decide where the hell to start from there.â€ Rest was pretty much the only thing on her mind now for once. Just heading back to her room and finding some peace and quiet for an hour was all she wanted for the time being honestly. It would give her time to clear her mind a bit and hopefully she wouldnâ€™t be such a mess when she woke up. Naps always made people feel better, right? Working would ultimately do the same thing for her, only quicker, but she knew she was feeling a bit tired and probably shouldnâ€™t push herself, suppressing her old habits just this once while she focused on clearing her mind.<br/><br/>Despite everything, she was still handling herself rather well. Then again at the same time it wasnâ€™t all that surprising. Maybe she wasnâ€™t as crazy as she thought she was.<br/><br/>Before she walked off to her room, she looked to Eric again, â€œI hope to only be an hour but we all know how naps can be.â€ Kat shrugged a bit, â€œIf Iâ€™m not awake by then feel free to come bother me if youâ€™re allowed,â€ she said that mostly out of discomfort, not trusting the cyborg escort to tell her that she needed to get up and start working. It might try to kill her or something if she didnâ€™t respond as fast as it would like and she really wanted to avoid that. Maybe that was the reason the captain assigned cyborgs to watch over them, not to kill them of course, but to increase the discomfort and further prove a point that he was not to be disobeyed. Whatever it was she definitely got the message and was not happy about it so if that was what he was looking for he got that satisfaction. She really hated cyborgs and was coming to hate them more and more.<br/><br/>Patting him gently on his shoulder, Kat smiled at Eric and then returned to her room to go take a nap. The escort was still there but she glared daggers at it, warning it to stay outside the door and even dared it to come inside and see what happened to it if it did. Just to be on the safe side, she went into one of her little hiding places and brought out an old knife that she had forgotten she had until recently. The insignia on the sheath belonged to Gendahl fleet but she couldnâ€™t bring herself to get rid of it for God know whatever reason since sheâ€™s kept it for so long. It was a good knife, though it has seen quite a bit of action and needed to be sharpened again, and she could tuck it away under her sleeve. In fact the sheath was made to be tucked under oneâ€™s sleeve. While she slept, Kat had both arms under her pillow.