Nikola's words bounced off of Joe's hazed mind. His only reply was a groggy, "Sure...yeah..ok..." Joe stood up, and started looking around. Ethel had already gone down the stairs, and Joe was oblivious to the fact she was ever there. He started stumbling around the living room, trying to remember what it was that he was supposed to be doing.
Get to Delta. Access the computer. Then he would be free. But this wasn't Delta, and there was no computer...
Of course, Nikola's plan was too little and too late, even if Joe were conscious of what his part in it was. Downstairs, the situation had reached it's crises moment.
Ethel had come down the stairs, and froze when she saw Dani's knife to the throat of Ernest. Her eyes were glued to the bleeding Ernest, she was completely unaware of Stephen with his shotgun.
Ethel froze, but didn't lower her gun. Ernest managed to spat out, "Don't do it Ethel! They're monsters. They'll tear us to pieces if we give 'em the chance!"
Ethel, still afraid and confused, lowered the gun slightly, and shakily said, "If we let you go, you promise you wont hurt him?"
Ernest started struggling, but his strength was waning, and it was unlikely he could escape from Dani's grasp.
It was clear Ernest had lost control, and Ethel didn't have the grit that Ernest had built up from his years wandering the wastes.