The glint in Ericâ€™s eye grew at the mention of the knives and drugs. â€œI would not worry about my fleet, I donâ€™t plan on saying anything.â€ He said smiling as he picked out his knives. They were in good shape which made Eric very happy. He stuck some in his shoe and some up his sleeve with a makeshift sheath, and some more around his waist to be hidden under his shirt. He didnâ€™t think the Gendahl grunts would look to hard. When he was set he winked at Ryan and took some pills. For a moment he thought it was idiotic to take them now but it was already done and in the end someone would have to carry him. The thought amused him and he shook his head.<br/><br/>â€œEverything should be set by the time I get to the hotel. I have a feeling they are going to have to report to their superiors before they do anything with me.â€ He said sighing as he felt the drugs take effect. It took the fifteen minutes Ryan had said to finally get to the coma like state he wanted to be in.  The last thing he remembered was the feeling of falling.<br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/>Riddick woke with glaring at Kat. He had tried to lunge at her but he found himself bound.  He smirked and said, â€œI expect you want answers, Iâ€™m afraid you are going to be sorely disappointed. The feel of scalding water was unpleasant but nothing I hadnâ€™t felt before.â€ Laughing he looked like a mad man. The eyes looked like he had gone insane but he was in full control of himself. He knew how to get to people and he had the feeling Kat had no idea what she was doing.