Chess stood in silent surprise for a brief moment when not one person questioned him, and one even ushered him into the group with no hesitation. He just smiled and followed along and acted like he knew what to do. Soon enough they were in the residential district of the ship, for whatever reason he wasn't expecting this, despite the graffiti and the fact that everyone was afraid to be outside in their own little simulated utopia, save for a strange little girl, it was a nice place. Then the rent-a-cops showed up, they looked pretty official at first speeding in on their cruisers, but that was blown out of the water when they were hesitant to engage a group of random people. Chess held on to his plasma cutter and duffle bag, he wasn't ready to blow his cover just yet, one officer stated there was nothing of value here, which meant that there probably was and they didn't know it or they're just bad liars. 

Chess looked back at the rest of the group just in time to see the cybernerd chick run off, either she had a bad experience with the police or she was crazy. Chess got a little apprehensive at this, if there was a fire fight because of her he might not have a choice and he'd have to drop the act, but Sargent meathead and the quiet guy seemed to have things under control, but who knows being stranded on a ship for seven years might make people a little crazy.