Perhaps the most ridiculous thing was that Marco appeared to have almost the exact same viewpoint as he did, and the chameleon knew it. The problem was... Espio could never resist an argument. "No. I do know something you don't," Espio said, not in the slightest bit intimidated by the flames. "Which is why I can say I understand. You only know what you've guessed, not what you saw firs-" and there, he cut himself off, scales suddenly brightening and him wavering, quickly averting his view. No, that information was off-limits! Temper was no reason to spill what he'd promised not to!

"A-at any rate!" he quickly corrected himself, trying to make it clear that was something he didn't want to speak of. "Jumping to conclusions gets you nowhere. You didn't even ask the kind of 'justice' I was talking about! Didn't I say it was a different kind to what I usually do?"