The cyborg had been in â€˜sleepâ€™ mode until Kat moved around. Itâ€™s attention was drawn to the movement but when she didnâ€™t do anything that required it to focus all its attention on her it temperately shut itself down some to give her at least some privacy. It wasnâ€™t until she walked out of the room did he become fully awake. â€œMaâ€™am, Iâ€™ve received word from my counterpart First Lieutenant Eric is awake. It appears he is thinking of heading in our direction. Should I tell her he should remain where he is until we get there?â€ He was trying to be pleasant, he could tell she were uncomfortable and he wanted to make this as good of an experience as he was able. If that was impossible it wouldnâ€™t be from lack of trying.<br/><br/>Eric was as the male cyborg was told, wide awake. Heâ€™d been busying himself with different things, most of which were shot down by the other cyborg, It was frustrating but he was learning to live with it. most of the time he thought of different ways to deactivate the thing but figured that would anger the captain and that was something he really didnâ€™t want to do. Changing out of his dress uniform he put on some random work clothes that had nothing whatsoever to do with either his rank or the fact that he was a member of the ship. They were ordinary street clothes, a plain black T-Shirt and a fresh new pair of jeans.<br/><br/>Heâ€™d been about to walk out the door when the cyborg watching him had clamped a hand on his shoulder to stop him. â€œIâ€™m awaiting instructions from my counterpart, he has said Kat is heading in this direction, whether or not it is because she means to stop here is unknown.â€ Rolling his eyes Eric complied and took a seat at his desk/eating table. Practically twiddling his thumbs he got bored and got some food from the kitchen area, a Vanilla ice cream cone to be exact. Eating the last bit of it he once again took his seat at the table and waited for whatever the cyborg decided. Between it and a possible angry captain he was treading lightly.