Look towards the door, and the warm feeling inside of me has started to go cold, like the blackout of a candle flame, and I become just like my mask, colour, motion and cold. My mind starts to repeat on what he has said about me, and I conclude on what I understand, and I speak as what he means or if I am misunderstanding. I slowly turn towards him as the lower part of my coat follows behind me and gently gliding from the incoming breeze enters from the open door and I ask in a stone cold manner. ‘Is there ways in how I am, disturbing to you for the right reasons?
I turn to look at Eerie before I turn back to the Black Sheep ‘When will I come in, and Eerie? And is the bounty in the people involved in your crew, and the target a high price?’
If the price is high, there will be someone else coming for you all, unless you somehow convince him that you are part of the Resistance, and everyone else under the same flag