Disappearing into the supply closet Peter started to hum to himself. Granted it was not like he was happy for this but now that the others had left the offices it was rather quite. The hum of the lights and the other electronics added to his contented feeling. Yes there were men out there that would be wanting him dead but he could deal with them when he got down to it. Did he not send them to the prison station ones before? He could do it again.

Coming back he handed a pair of boots to the Priest as he tiled his head. “are those the new tech that I have been hearing about? The ones that are lights under the skin and they change with the cimcels in your blood system?” He pointed to the marks on the priest skin.