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Eric was somewhat confused by the constant pauses, but chose not to concern himself with. Being told his life was in danger, he didn't really think too much further on the subject. He just wanted to find out why, and if possible, stop it from happening. He managed to stress himself out enough that he was pacing in his train car.

"Now, what were you saying, Ericson?", she said angrily. This somewhat tensed up Eric.

"Well, Richarda-"

"UGH!" she interjected. He just moved on.

"I just want to know why someone or something's after us. You've been called to be warned, haven't you? 'To be careful', or something or other? I know we've had Vices get out and cause trouble in the slums, but to be honest, I'm somewhat worried this time". Eric was bizarre like that; he seemed to treat everyone like a friend, despite him not knowing that, at the moment, Richarda was multi-tasking enough that it didn't matter to her what he said.

"I told you already, we're sending more patrol in to deal with them. Thing'll be perfectly fine"

"Yes but we've never gotten death warnings! We've put more Moscow patrol in several times, last I checked my safety was looking better every day, not worse!" Eric sighed and tried to calm himself down. A PA in his train car went off loudly; "We will be arriving in New Moscow station in fifteen minutes. Eric used the interruption as a chance to sit down in a chair for a change.