Eric nodded meeting Ryan’s gaze. He knew what the other was thinking, at least he guest at it but in his own eyes he was pleading for Ryan to behave. He could also tell Ryan was trying to make sure he could handle it which he tried to convey as well but that wasn’t done as well as he hoped. At the small amount of bickering he closed his eyes and shook his head but said nothing. They were getting nowhere if they stayed there.<br/><br/>Following close behind Ryan he stole a glance behind him when they started to move. Kat was not happy and he was aware of how difficult it was for her to function in this environment. She wasn’t used to it. Turning his attention to the problem at hand he chose to use his street tricks to keep as quite as he could. When they made it he felt a part of him connect. It was almost exactly the same as what it looked like on Earth when he was in his own gang. His eyes scanned the houses condemned and abandoned and those that were close. He almost felt like he was home when he followed Ryan through this place to the warehouse.<br/><br/>“There isn’t much.” Eric said taking out his tablet. He felt weak and tired. A cold sweat had touched his brow but he was ignoring his problems. They had to go over things and get out of there quickly. There would be a different gang in there he was sure and though it was just a small visit they might think of it as a challenge. He moved toward a table and cleared it off making as little noise as he could. Setting it down he looked around making sure there were no windows or anything that could throw light out. Satisfied there was nothing he turned the tablet on and set it on the table using the same hologram feature as he did with Ryan before.<br/><br/>“Through the notes we’d gathered there is a lot of information but these parts all seem to have the most in common. I don’t know if the others are connected as well but from the time table we are given these seem to have the most to go of off.” He said pointing to a few of the documents that had things blacked out. “What do you think?” He asked using the table to steady himself while trying to maintain control.