"Yeah, Cerberus would really hate having an alien on their payroll... you're right." He's pretty sure if they hadn't put a quarian and a turian on their precious dossiers, then there wouldn't have even been dextro supplies aboard. Regardless of Shepard's wishes for her old crew.

But right. More pressing is the screaming insect. It's making his ears ring. Shepard can't be faring much better.

"Up there!"

It's not quite the fire escape he's used to seeing. But that has to be what it is. The buzzing, fritzing shape attached itself to a ladder up to a window. His steps are longer, so he gets to the ladder first, and starts clambering up it. "I'll see if I can shoo it down!"

Or at least make it stop screaming.