“Guess they should call me mister useless because that’s all I ever seem to be lately when it comes to situations like this. I must say I am glad to know your bosses don’t think I’m that much of a useless retch otherwise I’d already be dead right?” Eric said staring straight at the man standing above him. His mind was going over everything the man was saying. He looked toward Kat and back at the man again.<br/><br/>He was thankful she spoke up and was a little surprised when she hadn’t sooner. Was this guy really that bad? Maybe he should keep his mouth shut and quit being so much of a pain. Then again if he was no good to them anyway why did he bother? There was no way he would be able to fight, at least not like this. He could stop and buy some time but that might take too long and he could feel himself starting to get a bit dizzy already.<br/><br/>The more he listened the more he was learning. So Kat had something, something she didn’t even know she had. This something had to do with the military and the Gendahl fleet, great something he knew nothing about. He blinked his eyes a few times to block out the sleep that was threatening to take hold. The adrenalin push he had earlier was starting to wane and the pain was starting to seep in deeper and deeper into his consciousness.<br/><br/>By now his shirt was starting to show signs of what was going on with him. The dark cloth was getting darker and it looked a little wet. His bandage was no longer working and that beating didn’t help. He could taste blood in his mouth and knew that most of it was from earlier but some of it tasted new. Another thing to worry about but he tried to mask it as much as he could. Leaning heavily against the wall he opted to shut his mouth for a little while, he needed to rest. Just a little rest, that isn’t so bad right?