With casual ease he leaned against one of the shelves. He couldn't care less about these books, but he knew it irritated his brother to see him be so careless around them. "Well it won't exactly hurt me. Rain doesn't bother me if I keep myself hot enough. Figured you'd have known that, oh replacement mine." He gave his brother a grin then, "I'm also curious who told about where Mikey was. I know it wasn't any of mine or Satan's. I'm half tempted to slaughter most of the Saints until someone tells me."