When Kat was handed the knife, she gripped it firmly, looking it over for a moment. Very carefully she ran her finger over the blade to test its sharpness. “I had hoped we wouldn’t run into trouble, but I’m not positive that we’re getting out of this room so easily.” Trouble was the absolute last thing that they needed right now. After she tucked the knife into her boot, she looked towards the door. “I’m going to take a wild guess and say we have two to deal with out there.” She stood silently, waiting, listening to see if the footsteps would pass by her and Eric. With Walter out of the way, at least Kat could say that she felt a little better about the situation. Getting out of here was going to be pretty rough, but she was kind of thinking the same thing about using this to their advantage.<br/><br/>“Are you alright to hold your own if we do run into any trouble?” Kat asked, taking Eric’s injuries into consideration. “As soon as these people pass by, I say we make a run for it and try to find an exit somewhere.” She was expecting whoever was out there to just burst in. They had instead simply walked past them, oddly enough. Somewhere in her mind, she wanted them to enter this room just to test that. Now, she wasn’t thinking that to throw him to the wolves, nor was she being mean in any way, she was just concerned. At least he was able to get some medical attention. She half a mind to tell him to not do anything stupid, and was about to, then she changed her mind. If he was alright enough to try something stupid then maybe she wouldn’t have to worry about him after all.