Close enough to an affirmative for at least this kind of government work. What a fucking joke.

"You two gotta stop trying to ambush me or one of these days I'm not going to pull it quick enough," Maybe that was her fate; perpetually ambushed by children and salarians. At least the Salarians were fun to hit, Sandy's wheezing practically tasted like guilt.

Come to think of it; she turned to Pruna, "Does this actually work some of the time?"