Pat laid down on a bed with a wet rag over his head "I'm so thirsty he said as he gulped down water." He felt like he was being burnt alive then he saw smoke coming from his skin and then he felt like someone had threw him into a vat of molten iron. He started thrashing in the bed taking off his under shirt to try and escape the heat "Hold him down!!!" one of the senior medics yelled but as one of them touched his skin one of the medics yelped and drew his hand back in shock his hand was burned.
Annie listened to what the brunette had to say, pursing her lips slightly. There was a possibility of there being a traitor within Kat's regiment; after all, everything was perfectly fine until they got involved. However, now isn't the time to play the blame game.
She glanced up, seeing the other two enter the room. Information? Maybe they did have a bit of information, but what guaranteed that it was true? She wasn't about to question it at this point. It would only slow them down, and Annie wouldn't tolerate that. She wouldn't waste her time over petty things like this.
"Information? Spit it out. We haven't got all day." She spoke, having a bit of a sharp tone to it. But that was expected right? Annie had assumed a lot of responsibility by leading this group. She was put under quite a bit of pressure, but she was handling it better than she thought she would have. She figured that she would've beaten the hell out of one of the members in her group a long time ago, but she hadn't. Not yet.
She stopped messing with the documents, focusing her attention on Katelle and Damion. She honestly wondered why the girl brought her brother along. After all, nobody could truly be trusted, even if it was a sibling. She didn't say anything though, merely shifting her gaze between the two siblings. She briefly glanced at Ymir, a brief thought crossing her mind. What did Ymir think of this? I mean, it's not like Annie cared what she think, but she was slightly curious. Did Ymir see anything wrong with this? Perhaps Annie was just being a bit paranoid since she doesn't trust anybody really.
Pat walked out into the room with the rest of their forces "What's going on?" he asked in a groggy voice "Keep it short and sweet I'm not feeling great so spare me the long explanations." he said as he sat down on a chair and put his hand on his forehead.
"Great." He smirked "One big happy Ackerman family reunion ." he chuckled as he said "Maybe we can even get the entire scout regiment." he said sarcasticly.
Pat was still sitting at the table when he saw someone walking suspiciously quick to another chamber in the complex he motioned stood up and motioned to Jean "You see that guy did he look suspicious or what?" He asked in a hushed voice.