[Quarians, right, sure. That's about the look she's getting from him. He'll try and remember that but, well, Tony. What he remembers and what he doesn't is usually always up in the air.]

Been here a week, more or less. [He shrugs. At least he's calmed down from when he first got here.] All I know is someone somehow pulled me from my nice comfy place in New York on Earth and shoved on a shuttle to this dung hole halfway across the fucking galaxy. Real quaint, this place.