When he got to his room he wound up getting into bit of an argument with the cyborg who wanted to go into the bathroom with him while he took a shower. He had told her here was nothing in there he could tinker with and that he hadnâ€™t planned on it anyway since he was supposed to be meeting Kat soon. She didnâ€™t believe him and went in before him to make sure taking more time than he deemed necessary for the task. Eventually satisfied she walked out and stood by the door without a word while he slipped in to the shower and washed away the stink of the day.<br/><br/>It got really difficult when she had almost crushed him with a hug afterward telling him that he smelled so much better than before that she could just eat him up right there. He needed to fix those mood swings, one minute she was all happy and almost too perky and the next she was like a terminator woman where he could do nothing to please her. It was really getting on his nerves which were strained enough as it was. For a second he had thought about taking a nap, his bed had looked real inviting, but had decided against it when he caught a glimpse at the time. â€œLate.â€ He muttered under his breath as he dressed himself in comfortable clothing, not even bothering to dry his hair.<br/><br/>Fully dressed he grabbed his packet and rushed to where he and Kat were to meet. His cyborg had insisted they hold hands or that he should let her wrap her arm around his while they walked but he refused which only proved to irritate her and cause pain to him. It wasnâ€™t that she had physically hurt him, he just felt a headache coming on with all her complaining. When he got to his destination he was positive she had left when he spotted her with her head down on the table.<br/><br/>â€œBeen waiting long?â€ he asked as he took a seat across from her. Katâ€™s cyborg had nodded to the two of them as they had approached and frowned at the femaleâ€™s look of displeasure toward Kat. She looked beat, even more so than he did. Eric thought as he looked at her a bit more. He was glad she had waited but felt bad he was late. â€œSorry for the hold up, I got,â€ he paused to look at his cyborg, â€œdistracted on the way.â€<br/><br/>Smiling as brightly as he could he asked, â€œhow was your day?â€