The only kind of people Irving was interested in punishing were those that looked down on him, and it was obvious that was exactly what was happening. Ending up here doing what he was doing now wasn't at all what he had chosen, but it was how things were and there was jack all he could do about it. He wasn't going to end up like Second.

He gave the button one last push, a little more forceful than the others, and stood to leave.