[ Eyebrow raised, Kaidan snorts in amusement, laughter catching on his throat. ] Oh, you're one of those guys who thinks flash beats substance. Got it.

[ And that sounds passive aggressive as hell. They both started on the wrong foot, but getting a gun—no matter how dinky—pulled on you does nothing for good will. Regardless, someone here has to be an adult. ] Yeah, not the best way to phrase myself there. Listen, I said it because I respect the gun. Where I'm from she'd be a museum piece—one of a kind—or owned by some tycoon with more money than sense.

[ High strung and smug. Lovely combination. The theatrical performance is somewhat endearing, but also grating during a situation where either of them could've blown each other's brains. Perhaps Kaidan should be wearing his helmet. ] If you shoot me you're just wasting both of our time. [ And to drive the point home blue light kicks on, shimmering as it travels Kaidan's body in a wave. ] Ammo's a commodity out here. You really want to shoot the messenger? Harpies were trying to rip people apart less than an hour ago. I don't think it's a good idea to wander by yourself.

But hey? [ He shrugs. ] You're a grown man. I can't stop you. Would suck getting me as your med-tech though. [ I want trying to make sure you don't die. ]