[Nearly ten years... Not that this bothered her. Samus was somewhat robbed of her childhood--a young girl thrust into an adult world very fast, caught up in orders and responsibilities and the knowledge that she would one day have the weight of the universe on her shoulders. It shouldn't come as a surprise then that she would naturally be drawn to and generally associated with men (and other species for that matter) much older than her--admired and respected their age and experience--more on her level than most individuals her age might have been.]

You'll have to tell me your birthday then, so I can embarrass you.

[Not that she really would; teasing is harmless and embarrassment enough, she figures.

Samus observes his lack of eye contact. It seems like that's more of a touchy territory than her parents, though she is rendered very curious.]

After that you went into private security, right? You must have had an impressive record.