@Tayleigh Ryven Eric hadn't actually expected Tayleigh to stick around his room, the little bunk space was close to enough to a brig that it made his skin crawl. He half turned as the Guard pushed him inside. "Thanks for the hospitality!" He yelled just as the guard slammed the door shut. His lips instantly thinned, and slowly he looked around the room. The Martians symbols everywhere still stood out to him, every wall and piece of furniture seeming to be adorned with them. It oddly reminded him of the UN ships he'd been on, his lips thinning as he wandered to his bunk and sat down in the bed. "You fucked this one up, Walsh." Eric said out loud to himself. The phrase was something that his Training Officer had often bellowed at him. It had eventually gotten to a point where it almost became a term of endearment, kind of. He smiled for a second, his eyes rolling around the room as he thought about Tayleigh. He couldn't help but worry. Had he said the right thing? Would her captain throw her under the bus? Would she be demoted? For some reason he found himself actually caring when he should have just been glad he was finally off of Ceres.