If there was one thing Scott had learned from his time in the States after the MRA had passed, it was that playing along with authority figures (especially those so absolutely convinced that they were the gods of their personal domains) wasn't a bad strategy, as long as they weren't going to have you on a dissection table or on your knees with a gun to the back of your head as soon as they took you into custody. So he stayed quiet, watching the two women.