Sousuke was escorted back to his room quickly, which was a shame. The sergeant had been looking forward to continuing his conversation with Mr. Hood. But, Sousuke had decided in the Game Room that disobeying his nurse wouldn't get him anywhere. Cooperating with his captor was the best way to get by without any trouble. Besides, if he disabled his nurse, several more would probably come, waving their needles full of the accursed drug.

The nurse put a steak, a potato, some peas, and a salad in front of Sousuke. He nodded to her, "Thank you."

"H-have a good night, Mr. Inoue," For the life of her, the nurse couldn't figure out why he was so polite and helpful now. Sousuke began eating his food--carefully of course. There could be tacks or rat poison in his steak.