“I know it’s dangerous, but there might be some useful information in the Overseer’s office, wouldn’t you think so?” Jace didn’t even wait for Basil to ask for his pack and unslung it, knowing that he’d ask for it, anyways. He moved a few things around in his pack before packing the other items. “If I was the Overseer, I would store a G.E.C.K. or information on it on my personal computer so other vault dwellers couldn’t access the information, right?” He didn’t wait for an answer before pulling out his trail carbine. “Let’s get this show on the road so we can get back on the road.”