[Raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms across her chest.] “Shepard, my suit maintains an average temperature of almost one hundred and twenty degrees Fahrenheit, if I have the conversions correct. I’m sure a stress test won’t do it much harm.”
[Scratches the back of her neck.] “Alright if you’re sure… I’ll go tell Joker to alter our course.” [Smiles.] “And you should really go have a word with Garrus about hot drinks. You should specifically ask him about hot chocolate.”