[@KatherinWinter] "Who said I want to leave?" Eryx questioned as she pulled his attention back, gesturing with a shrug. As he did so he noticed a thin line in his hand, extremely, a slit across his skin. Nothing in nature though provocation could open it into an actual cut. "The rooms comfortable enough, there's food I like. We do these missions and I get to do whatever I want as long as the job gets done with no police to retaliate. No point in choosing criminals if we weren't going to do anything awful, otherwise he could just tend to the honorable people who are like us and get them to rally and sign up. We're going to do some fucked up things and it's going to be great." He turned his eyes back to Avery. "Lance actually is a little child but you act more like one. Either you're a little drama queen or you're retarded. I'm trying to make sense so you have an excuse."