As kenneth searched through the brotherhood transport, he heard someone walking up behind him. He looked backwards, half expecting the ranger coming in for another round of bickering. Instead, he saw the mute mask, offering him a piece of paper. What Kenneth read on the scrap made him nod his head in approval. "Yeah, we're fighting a gorilla war here... gorilla's the right word, is it? Anyway, the way I see it, the brotherhood is keeping the people in check partly with bread and circuses... And our friend the ranger is helping the brotherhood with the bread part right now."

He took a set of charge packs that caught his eye, inspecting them as he continued talking. "Too much trouble to do anything about it now though, let's just go back to base and report what we did well... The boss'll know what to do about the ranger and the mutant's... naivete." He looked back at the kart again. He briefly considered blowing it up with his last charge, but decided against it. Raiders would have the thing picked apart far before any brotherhood reinforcements got here.

And with that, Kenneth walked off back to the anarchy's base. Grinning with satisfaction for a job well done and the promise of a good payment."