Eric and Dom
Eric had never been one to lift things to train. He ran, he surfed, and that was pretty much it as far as training went. He also didn't clean all that much. In fact he hated to, so today's outing wasn't exactly a favourite. That said, he didn't say a word to complain but did his best along the rest of them. It wasn't only good to have a safe house, it was necessary. He wondered if they'd thought about storing some technology here. If they were forced to run they'd need computers, and most of them wouldn't think to reach for the laptop when running. In fact a gun was a hell of a lot more useful than a laptop in a gunfight, it was after the gunfight that the laptop could be used. Besides, it would be good to have computers which hadn't been issued to them by the government they were running from, but computers the government didn't even know existed.
As he worked he looked at the various groups and crowds, looking especially at the people he was moving in with. He'd be the only one of the people from OSP who didn't live with someone else from the team in LA, and Abby who was the only one he knew in the house, was on medical leave and he wasn't even sure where she was. He wondered what the people he would be living with was like, but then he'd find out eventually, wouldn't he?
Seeing Dom nearby he stepped over to him. "Hey," he said as he leaned down to grab some iron junk off the floor. "It seems we're getting out of the hotel."