Time was running out, Kat could feel it in every fiber of her being. If Eric didnâ€™t get something out of Motor Mouth soon they would never know what was going on. She kept taking deep breaths, peering out into the hallway so it wouldnâ€™t get to her. In all honestly she really would be lying if she told them that she wasnâ€™t annoyed. Hopefully they could get what they need and leave as soon as possible; she wasnâ€™t sure how much of this she could take. Hell part of her wished there was more Jack lying around. The swig she took felt damn good but she for the first time in a few years she felt like she needed to be out of it to be able to withstand this especially with her still unstable mental state. It was a bad idea, but nevertheless the thought lingered and she sighed before looking back to Eric and Thomas. At this rate they were probably getting nowhere, but as she had been she placed some faith in Eric.<br/><br/>Thomas enjoyed the Jack that had been given to him, even if he felt like a child trying to catch the rain drops in his mouth during a storm. The liquid touching his tongue made him feel alive and the cocky smile form earlier turned into a satisfied one. Itâ€™s been awhile since he has had some good old whiskey; the alcohol he drinks these days paled in comparison. He hasnâ€™t been on Earth since the war, so it was like a fresh taste of home. â€œYou have no idea how much I appreciated that, you have my thanks Mister Eric. Alcohol is definitely a nice stress relief and, well, get someone drunk and theyâ€™re like putty in your hands unless theyâ€™re a violent drunk.â€ He lowered his voice a bit as if he was telling a huge secret, â€œJust between you and I, Iâ€™m a violent drunk; if someone pisses me off, all I see is red, itâ€™s not very pretty.â€<br/><br/>Leaning back in his chair to relax as much as he could without the rope reminding him he wasnâ€™t going anywhere anytime soon, Thomas looked Eric in the eyes with a much different expression than he had before. The cockiness was still there, sure, but his expression was also rather grim. â€œWell, Iâ€™ve always been a lonely person but itâ€™s never bothered me any. If people have no intentions on sharing your goals then fuck them! Itâ€™s better to work alone than with people who will do nothing but betray you in the end or give themselves up like cowards and leave you for dead like people do in the military. Besides, people are too easy to manipulate anyway so theyâ€™re better off my pawns than my friends.â€ There was a pause before he took a deep breath, his mood changing slightly yet he was still rather laid back and nonchalant. â€œDoes that answer your question?â€<br/><br/>â€œYou know, I think Iâ€™m coming to like you, Eric,â€ the chatterbox continued, cocky smile appearing on his face again, â€œAlright, Iâ€™ll stop. I canâ€™t tell you how many times Iâ€™ve been in this situation, having people do unimaginable and probably illegal things to me in order to get me to talk. Only two people have ever made me talk thanks to my trainingâ€¦ I get chills just thinking about them. Oh well. At least one of them is in Hell where he belongs, or whatever afterlife awaits us when we die anymore. For a last minute plan that one was one of my best, Iâ€™d say.â€ Licking his lips, Thomasâ€™s smile turned dark, â€œSo go ahead and do your worst to me. You canâ€™t break what has already been broken. And you know, itâ€™s a damn shame Iâ€™m going to have to kill you after I get out of this, though if you say please I might spare you. I canâ€™t allow you to get in my way. Iâ€™ve come too far to be stopped, once the other fleets meet up and shout at each other everything will have already fallen into place.â€<br/><br/>There were no words to describe how much this man was really annoying Kat. She had expected someone who wouldnâ€™t tell them a damn thing at first but this man was an open book to an extent. It bothered her and it felt like something was off and what Thomas said made her even more suspicious. However, before she could go into further thought she could have sworn she heard footsteps in the distance, â€œEric, I think weâ€™re about to have company soon,â€ she said in a low voice. She kept the knife tight in her grasp and she adjusted her posture, ready to strike in case whoever was there started to head their way.