Not surprisingly, the big guy liked to keep things simple. That may have been for the best, though. The more time they spent talking, the less distance they were going to cover before morning came. While Rita couldn't quite identify with the guy's willingness to go along with a plan he didn't fully understand, she could certainly appreciate the convenience of it at the moment.

"That's basically right," Rita confirmed, adding to that bare-bones explanation. "By day, they run this place like a mental hospital - and we're the patients. At night, it's like this. I don't know what they're trying to do with us here, but I don't plan on sticking around long enough to find out."

Did Rita want to know why some bastard abducted her from her home and took her to another planet where people treated her like she was crazy? Damn straight, she did. But the full truth couldn't be found while they were confined within the Head Doctor's walls. They had to get to somewhere beyond his control, and then they could do what they needed to. Gathering information from the outside world, launching a counter attack, finding a way home... all of those things would be possible once they were no longer prisoners.

She curled her ring-wearing hand into a fist and held it in front of herself. "Are you in or out?" she asked the smaller man.