*Samus sighs, rolling her head back on her shoulders before returning her gaze to Jim with a rueful smirk.*

All too often--and that's not counting the alternates I've met in here. It's usually been some minor grifter trying to fake more muscle than they could afford, for whatever reason. A couple of times, though...

*She grows solemn, and if not for the drinks and her own self-control, she might even be somber.*

A couple of times it was worse. Much worse.