Throughout the conversation about the coffee Eric had smiled and nodded and put in his two cents. It was true, he too felt the same as her. â€œOh and what about all those fancy things, cappuccinoâ€™s and latteâ€™s and, and, uhh, frappuccinoâ€™s.â€ He paused a moment as he remembered something he hadnâ€™t thought of in quite a while. â€œI was told I was a grizzly bear once because I hadnâ€™t had time for coffee. The crew I worked with left me alone for a week after that, coffee or no coffee.â€ That part was true to, so there was Medusa and a grizzly bear, it would be interesting if they were ever without coffee and around other people, at the same time. Eric was pretty sure if that ever happened those they would be working with would be sure to have a contingency plan in place. If anything they would be given their coffee right away and then left alone as they drank it. For a brief second Eric wondered if everyone on the ship knew of their, interesting ways, with coffee. Shaking the feeling off he sighed and took a swig of his own coffee. Like Katâ€™s it was plain and as strong as they could make it.<br/><br/>The more they talked the better he felt. It was like they were just two co workers talking about normal things, no guns going off, no need to be on alert constantly, it was just, nice. He took a couple more drinks of his coffee but paused mid drink when she asked him if she were weird. A frown creased his forehead and he sighed. To say the least he hadnâ€™t thought this would come up in a conversation before. â€œThere is no reason to believe that you are weird, besides if you are Iâ€™m a raving lunatic.â€ He was keeping the conversation light but if she looked at him she would see that he was dead serious. â€œNot once since weâ€™ve been partnered together have I thought of you as weird, if you happen to be weird I donâ€™t know it.â€ he paused a moment. â€œAnd so what if you are? I know a lot of weird people out there that are good at what they do.â€<br/><br/>Looking over his shoulder he pointed to someone he knew, â€œtake for example, Hank, heâ€™s a good guy but completely mental, alright so mental is a bit of a stretch, heâ€™s weird. Very, very, very weird.â€ He sighed and shook his head, â€œI do not worry about you being like that, you are very level headed and even at times a very terrifying woman when you want to be.â€ He shuddered dramatically and then smiled warmly at her. â€œIâ€™m glad you are my partner and for that matter on my side, I would hate to be on the wrong end of that fist of yours.â€<br/><br/>The two cyborgs which had been MIA showed up as soon as Eric was done talking. The male looked quite pleased with himself while the female looked happier than the last time Eric had seen her. A frown crossed his features as he tried to comprehend what just happened. The female noting his apparent confusion walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. â€œI am much better now, there is no need to worry sweaty.â€ Ericâ€™s face, once confused changed to someone who wanted to run away. This was not what he thought was proper etiquette. What the heck happened while he and Kat were getting their coffee?<br/><br/>The male put a hand on the femaleâ€™s shoulder. At his touch she quickly removed her grasp on Eric who brushed his shoulders off unconsciously.  The female had a smile plastered on her face that didnâ€™t look like it was going to be leaving anytime soon. Shuddering again Eric turned to Kat to see if she had any ideaâ€™s as to what just happened. He looked back at the two cyborgs, the male winked at him and he quickly turned back to Kat. â€œI have no idea what just happened but I think your cyborg did something to mine. I donâ€™t know if I like this, sheâ€™s almost, too polite.â€<br/><br/>Neither of the cyborgs could hear what was being said but the male thought it had to do with the female and smiled at his handy work. Things were going to be much better now, she was a bit clingy but he would fix that later. Soon, very soon, things were going to be perfect.