Bit sighed as the pay was explained. 

"So I get jack shit as always." He murmered to himself before giving his thumbprint. "At least this includes a change of scenery."

He scratched the scar on his head carelessly and traced it down to his prosthetic eye. Politicians caused that injury, a standard double cross that Special Operations members had practically grown accustomed to. He never really expected that councilman's young child to pull a gun on his squad, let alone fire without hesitation. 

He quickly snapped himself out of his memories and reclined in his seat.