"Wha- me? Listen fella, I've never been one to get between guns and what they're pointin' at in times past and I don't intend to make a career out of it now, okay?"

Instead Ethel was content to let the Sister and the others do whatever interrogating or such that they saw fit to do rather than get in the way of their guns. The man hadn't exactly dropped his weapon and surrendered, which is what any smart and self-respecting hab-rat would do in that situation. Unless of course the pay was really good or the threat against them was really frightening. Even so, he'd run from long odds and there wasn't much Ethel could do for him.