Kat really was not sure if she was more worried or angry while she waited for Eric to get patched up. She slowly paced the small waiting room a bit, eyes narrowed with her gaze directed towards the floor, her mind flooded with a lot of different thoughts. Everything in the small room was quiet. Much to her dismay it wasnâ€™t the good kind of quiet one could use for thinking either, instead it was somewhat unnerving. It was hard for her to gather her thoughts enough to get a firm grasp on how she needed to handle this situation. She was concerned about Eric but she was also concerned about whether or not that fight had gone unnoticed. Sooner or later somebody was bound to notice that Jack was missing and more than likely begin asking questions. She was stuck with the task of explaining things and she didnâ€™t like it at all.<br/><br/>As much as she liked Eric, he really was a handful. For some reason it didnâ€™t surprise her that he was up and moving as soon as it was mentioned that he was able to leave.<br/><br/>Ryan, who had been leaning against the wall the entire time in silence, straightened when Eric looked at him and returned the nod. He glanced at Kat who had stood before Eric and suddenly seized him by the collar of his shirt looking up at him. The look in her eyes really did make her seem like an angry cat. Before she could say anything to Eric, â€œAlright, enough stalling, letâ€™s get going.â€ he said quickly, then he paused and looked towards his friend, smiling half-heartedly, â€œThank you for your services, dear Gerald.â€ Turning back to Kat and Eric he gestured for them to follow him. It was something he has always done whenever he had to bring one of his men here. Everyone had their own way of doing things, he was no different. He would make whoever he brought here walk their self out rather than give them a shoulder to use as support.<br/><br/>With a heavy sigh he walked out into the street and looked around. Some of his men who had witnessed the fight were standing outside with looks of concern on their faces. He really hadnâ€™t wanted their company but he acknowledged them with a nod and then turned to face Kat and Eric, â€œI think you two should just take it easy for the rest of the day. It would be wise to head back to where youâ€™re staying now that the streets have been riled up from that fight.â€ He looked to his men again, there seemed to be some sort of silent communication going on between them. â€œIâ€™m heading back to my hideout for now, so should you need me you know where to find me.â€  His voice was quiet the second time he had spoken. He was somewhat irritated about the fight as well though he didnâ€™t say anything.<br/><br/>â€œShould we just meet up again tomorrow?â€ Kat had asked, calmly, though she was still seething. Ryanâ€™s response seemed as though he had been reading her mind.<br/><br/>â€œItâ€™s getting late so I suppose that wouldnâ€™t hurt. It has been a long day, and as I have just said you two should take it easy for the time being Leave the little incident with Jack to me.â€<br/><br/>With that Ryan went off with his men following in suit. Not even a second later she looked at Eric with that same stern look but this time did not grab him. The calm voice that left her when she spoke had surprised her a bit, â€œYou really are a handful, you know that, Iâ€™m not going to hide the fact I know nothing about street laws but if you had actually ended up dead in that fight...â€ She said, words trailing off as she shook her head and sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. â€œLetâ€™s just get out of here.â€ As much as she wanted to say more she decided just to forget about it and remain silent. What would be the use of saying more, anyway? She still wanted to save her energy for when she needed it, even if there was a pretty strong urge to deck him right now.