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The answer some what sedated him for the moment. "Good enough, I would have prefer to know more personally about you before inviting you to the underground." With that he looked at the the gun and unbuckled himself gesturing for the boy follow. It was another block of walking in the shadows and then Jirazel showed him the entrance. Pulling a side a sewer grate he told the other to go first down into the darkened hole and to stop once he hit the platform. Once inside he covered the hole back up. He took Sergio's hand in the darkness and led the way while his other hand was pressed against the wall. Every so often he felt a knoch with told him which direction to turn, until they entered a low lit underground slum.

"Listen, at this point, I don't give a damn about your past, but since I brought you into this I will at least make sure you can survive. All you need to know right now is the Aliens screwed us over. We are going to be in for the fight for man kind. Technically you are still my property, and if you are going to rise up like you wanted you'd better play it smart and try not to piss any one off." They traveled past a few of the market stalls as the keepers nodded in Jirazels wake. Eventually they came to a small hut along the rows and entered it. It was not the grand apartments above the ground but it was home. It was a two room shack, a place for the bathroom and the rest of the living space which comprised of his goods. "Make yourself at home, keep the gun. Even if you can't use it the right way you can use it the wrong way. I'm going to go find you something better to wear." With that he left the boy to get acquainted with his belongings and his new somewhat freedom.