"I'm... sorry." Ford said, truly angry at himself. Spring looked at him and pushed himself off of the counter. "It's fine. This might be better anyway." He seemed barely deterred. "Got all the time in the world to wait to see." He walked over to a section with lots of broken tables, three lone ones remained, each with five chairs. They seemed put back together however, having many cracks. Spring sat in one of the chairs that seemed perfectly fine. "She's friends with Big Blue, and he can break just about anything, except for the walls that would get us out of here." He crossed a leg on the other and looked off once again, leaning back a bit. "This place was built like someone expected a nuclear bomb to hit it." He looked at Ford to make sure he was listening, and sure enough Ford was, just a bit unconvinced. "The walls just can't be destroyed. Believe me, I've tried." Spring said in a defensive tone. Ford actually felt a bit silly for a second, throwing Spring a face that said 'You're DEFINITELY making this up' before feeling his arm give a painful sting on the wound. Spring actually jumped and then once again his eyes changed. They returned before Ford could say anything.
