"Alright then. Excuse me a moment, and I'll get Mr. Corona." the chief said, still suspicious. He made his way into the mess hall and sat down beside Adrian. "Someone from the CIA is here to pick you up. What did you do, exactly, to get THEM on your good side?" he asked, looking rather curious. "Anyways, follow me." He led the scientist to the lobby. "We're going to monitor him closely, though, just in case." he told Mason. "Given his split personality, we only want to keep his dark side in check and help him maintain control. I hope you understand it's in the best of intentions."
"Well, that was quick." Sun said, glancing at Kristina before laying down on the sand and relaxing. It was warm and soft, and as if right on cue, a coconut fell beside him. Using an open hand strike to split the coconut in half, he took a sip of the coconut milk inside and relished the strong, tropical taste.