Peter eyed him for a moment, things finally connecting in his mind.

"I wouldn't say the Devil deals with people directly where I'm from, more puts people in situations to do things." He took a sip of his beer. " Guy's right, though. When it comes to my brother Nathan, I've definitely made some choices in the devil's favor." He looked down at the bar, the images of his hand pulling the trigger aimed at Arthur, of his hypocrisy in taking the serum, dancing through his mind.