"You mean like...apart from enjoying torturing us for eternity?" Lucius asks, baffled by the idea that there might be another goal underlying that one. He looks back in time to catch Izzy's disapproving scowl and huffs. At the next landing they find his steak knife, which is nice, but it means that Lucius just has a loose steak knife in hand as they continue on.

Unfortunate because he's the type of idiot who likes to gesture with his hands as he speaks, regardless of what he's holding.

"I guess they could be getting something out of it apart from amusement? Nobody on board has money...or needs it...so it's hard to say? I think someone mentioned that they feed off our misery?" He snorts a sudden laugh. "Good they dragged you here, huh?"