This is looking grim. Sparks grumbles quietly to himself as he taps his fingers on the table, thinking.

"We don't have a lot of direct evidence to hold ya here. Ya'd be well within yer rights to fight us on it. But at the same time, I know ya don't wanna do it again. We can set ya up with a safe place to stay, reckon. Won't be, y'know, the Space Hilton, but it'll work."