Al was paying a trip to the Nexus, on his way to the Sin for a place to have a drink, and if necessary, get any venting out of the way where it wouldn't hold a risk of getting back to his brother.
And hell, who knew? Maybe there'd even be a Nazi or two he could do cruel and terrible things to, and on purpose. Hope springs eternal.
He idly took a route past the sign, and stopped, seeing a younger alternate of himself, and frowned at the question.
"Do I even need to ask who you're referring to?" he inquired, arching an eyebrow.