He lets the pipe slide back into his hand and gives it a flip, there's the sense that he's probably broken someone's jaw with one of these before. "It's part of one of the morgue drawers. On the inside of the drawer it's the piston that causes the tray to slide out. I have a few, I brought supplies, just in case."

And then it's back up into his sleeve. For future interrogations.

"You won it in a poker game? You didn't tell me that." His eyes narrowing, suddenly all offended that this piece of information that's absolutely relevant to Max's interests was kept from him.