[That, at least, gets a short huff of a laugh. A lopsided grin. He looks at Steve, and makes a sort of ta-daa gesture at himself.]

Unless there's secretly more turians hiding in the woodwork, even if I were a spy... pretty sure my cover'd be blown in a heartbeat.

[He stands out like a sore thumb no matter what he does here.]

But hey. Maybe we'll catch a break for once.