Kat felt just as uneasy as Eric did as they followed Ryan in silence through several old alley ways and back roads that just screamed danger. The man seemed rather vigilant as he led them, probably looking out for members of the gang that had jumped her and Eric, and that only added to her worry. She was starting to have doubts about her decision, and wondered if Eric had doubts in her getting them through this as well. The last thing she needed was to have her partner lose faith in her, whatever faith he did have for her. Did he even trust her? She wasnâ€™t sure why that thought came to her but then again it hasnâ€™t really been discussed either. If he didnâ€™t trust her he would have said something, right?<br/><br/>At first she had only been rather wary, but now that they were going back to the same place they had been the other day she couldnâ€™t help but be nervous herself. They had taken them to a new section of the building that was better kept than where they had seen originally. It felt like the very first time going for an important job interview where you get all sorts of butterflies in your stomach. The feeling was uncomfortable and made her somewhat energetic in the sense that she could not really stay as calm as she would have liked. It was rather unusual for her and she found it kind of ironic in a way. Years ago back in high school she was so fearless and was never afraid of putting herself in danger and that even carried over to when she first joined the fleet. Now times have changed it seems, she almost had to laugh at herself now.<br/><br/>When Ryan gestured for the men to have her and Eric sit on the couch she sat reluctantly. There was an arrangement of crackers and cheese that appeared to be imported from Earth sitting on the table, which Ryan had offered them, but Kat refused. She kept her hands in her lap, legs crossed, ready to pull her gun if anything happened. Despite being nervous at least her facial expression remained calm and collected; it was necessary to have at least that ability of calmness to be a leader. Kat took pride in her work to not have that sense of calmness, and with that though she did her best to straighten herself and appear neutral again.<br/><br/>â€œYou thought wrong, dear Eric,â€ Ryan spoke finally once his men were out of the room, taking a seat across from them. Kat wondered if this was meant to be a private conversation or if the man was too confident. Somehow she was expecting it to be both of those things since the man was quite relaxed. â€œYou see, if the two of you are really with the Shalona fleet then youâ€™re going to give me some more information as to why youâ€™re really here. Second, I want to know why the hell you wandered that far into that gangâ€™s territory. Iâ€™m not buying that â€˜wrong turnâ€™ bullshit.â€<br/><br/>â€œWith all due respect, that is none of your concern. We were sent to do a job and thatâ€™s all Iâ€™m permitted to tell you,â€ Kat began, resuming her leader role again; there was a slightly different sense of authority about her now that made her seem like an almost different person. Eric seems to have calmed down a bit but she could tell he was still somewhat uneasy so she felt she should speak anyway. She also felt that since she was in charge that she should be the one talking and Eric should back her up. It wasnâ€™t really a controlling thing but more out of habit. â€œAs far as wandering goes, we are foreign, so is it uncommon for someone unfamiliar with the area to get lost?â€<br/><br/>â€œThatâ€™s beside the point. You know thereâ€™s nothing to gain from lying to me, sweetheart.â€<br/><br/>â€œIâ€™m not lying.â€ Kat narrowed her eyes a bit at the â€˜sweetheartâ€™ comment, â€œNeither of us are permitted to explain our reasons for being here.â€<br/><br/>â€œI can see this is going to be difficult,â€ Ryan sighed, standing from the couch. â€œPerhaps we can hold a conversation over a meal? Iâ€™m sure you two are hungry, so what say you?â€ Not even bothering to get a response out of them, he suddenly called one of his men in, telling him to bring some better refreshments. There was silence until the man returned a good ten minutes later with some simple sandwiches and bottles of what appeared to be some unknown alcohol brand of some sort that was probably made here on this planet.