Some things it's best not to joke about; you go knocking on enough doors, or opening them as the case may be, and eventually the devil will answer. But just for Kaz, in this case, Shepard is most of the way through getting dressed when he yanks the door open.
"Hey," She says with total calm, and gives him the once-over. She's spent much of her life in barracks not terribly less private than these, "New Summoned?"
Not that there's much to see that she actually cares about; bare belly, scars, freckles, breastband. Shepard simply finishes shoving her shirt into place, and jerks her head for an invitation to come in. There's no one else present, only bunks and chests and the wan light of day at the window on the far wall.
"I'll just bet they tried to recruit you too. Right? You have to have questions."
Barracks
"Hey," She says with total calm, and gives him the once-over. She's spent much of her life in barracks not terribly less private than these, "New Summoned?"
Not that there's much to see that she actually cares about; bare belly, scars, freckles, breastband. Shepard simply finishes shoving her shirt into place, and jerks her head for an invitation to come in. There's no one else present, only bunks and chests and the wan light of day at the window on the far wall.
"I'll just bet they tried to recruit you too. Right? You have to have questions."