"Yeah, you always were a straight shooter." He smirks a bit, nodding back to her. "But you're right. Shades of grey all over back there. Even the police chief had a scheme or two up his sleeve."

Enough of that, though. They've come to an accord, and that's good enough for him.

"So what's the story with that, anyway? Some kinda space virus?" he asks, cautiously leaning a few inches closer to Samus' face. "Thought it might be a little rude to ask."