He's not sure if it's better to say he's my not-quite-husband, nor does he have a clue what middle school is or why it's relevant, but he shrugs it off, either way. What he might lack in tools, he more than makes up for in enthusiasm.

"It's been known to be one of my best qualities," he nods, "though it usually goes underappreciated."

But, if Shepard was looking for some rules(or heads) to break, he was game too. It's the least he can do to return the favor those suits granted him, of being locked in solitary twice now.

"How are you at setting traps?"