Jack noticed the smirk and felt that he wasn't the only one planning something. "I haven't got those, so I suppose the food will just have to suffice." Jack replied agreeably, "Besides, with my friends captured I am not in much of a place to be demanding anything, am I?" Jack's smirk turned into a smile, it would appear that he was glad to have reached an understanding, but the smile had far darker intent behind it. 'I have a plan for this, one that'll teach this miserable fuck that he doesn't call the shots when I'm around.' Jack thought evilly as he shot a glance towards Dradel. 'Double dealing seems more profitable in this case, so I'll just agree to help him, then swap sides and help his antagonists. At best they'll see reason and give me what he won't. At worst, I'll agree to help them anyway, and when they are busy celebrating the victory over these... people... I'll catch them with their pants down and put an end to both sides, taking everything for myself.' Jack held his right hand out and spoke the following in a friendly tone, "We help you take these guys down, we get food for ourselves." Jack retracted his hand slightly as he added, "We just need your men to help us, we're not going to be doing all the work ourselves. You understand, it is your problem we're helping you work out, after all."<br/><br/>Thomas saw no good options. On the one hand, he could use Keleon as bait, but he refused to allow himself to do that to another living being, even if he was a criminal. Then there was the gate on the bottom floor, but if he jumped he risked breaking his leg, then he'd be done for. He could try and break down the door to the foreman's office, but that would require time, which was not on his side. With virtually nothing left as a choice, Thomas saw what he had to do. Thomas immediately vaulted off the catwalk and went plummeting to the ground. As he landed his legs jarred from the impact of the concrete, causing them to buckle and making him collapse. He kept a firm grip on his weapons, so he didn't have to waste time retrieving them. He immediately got to his feet, trying his best to ignore the throbbing pain in his legs as he limped towards the gateway. 'Put one foot in front of the other...' he thought to himself, 'you can't afford to stop moving, you gotta keep going...' Thomas turned and began walking backwards towards the gate as he fired upon the Restless nearest him, after all, they did pose the largest threat.