[Zhao chewed on that for a moment but in the end the surrender was taken to heart, and Zhao made a peace-offering in the form of a flash of teeth--less feral this time, more awkward smile. He also offered a little more info to keep Majima satisfied on that front since now he was the one being pried at. He preferred to be the one doing the prying.]

Yeah, actually. You could say I've had a run-in or two with them. Nasty sons-of-bitches. They're into things nobody should touch with a fifty-meter pole.