Distractions are something they're both looking for. It's not the first time one of the Normandy crew has been in a bad position. It probably won't be the last, either. But it's the first time they've been so powerless. No way to reach Joker, no way to reach help, just surviving, day by day. It's a worst-case scenario for a mission, not a start to one.

Doing something, anything, to help alleviate the situation, is welcome.

The fact Mat barely blinked at a tall, lanky bird-alien sauntering up to offer assistance was just icing on the pastry.

"Then, when lunch walks in... grabs the bait..." He smacks his fist into a palm, quietly. "We have crushed rat."

Did he follow that right?