Quietly, Ryan listened to his old friendâ€™s proposition, still a little surprised. When it was mentioned that it would mostly be Kat and Eric that would be sticking around he couldnâ€™t help but smile a bit. He really has grown fond of Eric though he did his best to restrain himself since Murdock was a pretty by the book man if memory was serving him right. This was also a serious matter and while he didnâ€™t like playing soldier very much he wouldnâ€™t show any disrespect especially towards an old military comrade. The smile faded when Murdock said that he would also clean up the other gangs. â€œI donâ€™t think cleaning the other gangs out is necessary,â€ he said, â€œas long as Gendahl fleet doesnâ€™t storm though my city ever again Iâ€™m fine with there being other gangs. They make this city less dull anyway. Besides, Iâ€™ve become fond of Kat and Eric so I can guarantee trouble wonâ€™t come their way anymore. They still owe me anyway, you know, namely Eric.â€<br/><br/>When it came down to it, whether he was showing respect or not, Ryan was Ryan. He couldnâ€™t help but voice his fondness of Eric. That man intrigued him and, well; perhaps they could get to know each other a little betterâ€¦ Something else distracted him from thoughts of Eric, slipping back into a more military demeanor, â€œBy the way, I donâ€™t suppose you would happen to know what became of the plans to do more construction on the city to make it, you know, less primitive, do you? The people are becoming restless, myself included, and from what Iâ€™ve heard through the grapevine Gendahl fleet was supposed to be in charge of it but it never got put into motion.â€<br/><br/>Meanwhile Kat listened to what Eric had to say, tuning out what the captain and Ryan were discussing since it probably wasnâ€™t her business anyway. For whatever reason, a faint laughter escaped her, â€œI guess neither of us are strangers to abuse.â€ She said, keeping her voice a bit lowered as if someone were listening in. â€œMy mother was psychotic and my father was a drunk who did nothing but cut me down, my grandfather wasnâ€™t any better with his over-protectiveness either. I lived with him after my parents perished in a plane crash during the wars, and I wonâ€™t lie and tell you I was sad when they died. I was happy I had the freedom to do what I wanted in high school behind my grandfatherâ€™s back. That really didnâ€™t last long since I had gotten in to a lot of trouble with a local gang, and after wards my grandfather decided I needed to take some self defense classes.â€<br/><br/>She had to pause for a moment before she continued. There was a part of her that didnâ€™t want to tell him about her life but on the other hand it was only fair since he was being open with her. Plus he already knew about her and Riddick anyway, might as well get the full story off her chest. In a way it was relieving, knowing she could be open with her partner without worry of blackmail or anything like that. Hopefully they would continue being partners. â€œI respected my grandfather but during my high school years I was rebellious and he always held me back. He taught me well, looking back, and maybe I should have listened to him more, but when I was introduced to my instructor I felt so free. Here was a man who didnâ€™t care, who seemed to understand my wilder side. How naÃ¯ve my grandfather was, for he inadvertently got me involved with the war. His granddaughter was trained not to be in self defense, but to be a trained killer.<br/><br/>â€œAt the same time it felt so liberating.â€ She paused again, wondering if she was rambling on too much and should shut up. But deep down it felt so good to get it all out. Even if she probably didnâ€™t sound like herself, it was still nice. â€œI was able to get out all my childhood frustrations whenever I killed or interrogated someone and he praised it. Then we spoke for awhile in the park that night and I guess I was selfish but I had feelings for him and I have no ideaâ€¦â€ That was where she drew the line, deciding Eric probably didnâ€™t want to hear everything about her sex life. Kat looked down for a moment, â€œEver since then Iâ€™ve been running from that past only to keep getting abused more. I guess thatâ€™s why I try to shut out my emotions most of the time.â€<br/><br/>â€œForgive me, Iâ€™m rambling on aren't I? Sorry about that.â€ She finished just when a medic came over to them and checked over their wounds.