"I don't think anyone is likely to try and blow us up, Kingston." Moretti said with a grin, "At least, I'm not planning to blow us up, and I would have thought I was the only one likely to do so." He settled himself into his seat, leaning back in the leather and scratching his fingernails down the arms to get the feel of them.
He listened with interest as the man spoke, eyeing the data-key for a moment before picking it up and pocketing it with a small nod of thanks. "No, of course. Such things are best left in the hands of the military..." He murmured, "The bio front?" He prompted, ears picking up. His own experiments on that front had been touch and go since the labs had been destroyed in a freak explosion two years ago. He hadn't completely ruined everything but Kingston would find out about that in due time.