"A medical problem, mostly," Shepard laughs. You're alright, Kaz; for the intention, if not the actuality, she can tell you're a decent sort, "It's hardly a big secret. Don't worry about it."

He's suitably cagey about his own concerns, so she considers the angle. And then, as is typical for her, Shepard simply bulls forward. Frontal assault, every time.

"You know a guy named Jesper Fahey?"