"...I really wish Joker were here to see this," Shepard tells, not Wei Wuxian, but the universe at large. Gods in the sky. Hoo boy. Jeff would have a field day, "—My pilot. And no, not a boat."

How could you be so stupid. Of course not a boat. Who would say boat? Ships are very different, even on the water. Or so she assumed. Shepard hadn't spent all that much time on the water.

"Mostly we were looking for mining rites, or other worlds to put human colonies on. And we didn't find any gods, we just found other places, some of them even with alien peoples on them," shepard replied, arms crossed, and leaning forward with all the dismissive swagger the comment merited, "You wanna talk about children's fiction, you can tell me about some so-called gods. Up is just another direction, it's not special."