Okay that's fucking rude and Shepard knows it, flexing like that. She better have a permit for these guns! Maybe Lup should come down and check it out. Like, the permit. She's just, judging the distance down, is why she's staring like that. It seems pretty appealing anyway, the floor.

At least until Shepard touches the tree. Oh hell nope! It takes her a second, but when Lup catches her drift her ears snap back defensively, eyes narrowing and she's clinging with renewed vigor, thanks.

"You wouldn't."