[Putting her hands up, classic don't-shoot-me style. Through a massive amount of self-control she wipes the smirk off her mouth, straightening out.]

Okay, okay. No jokes.

[Shepard tilts her head, looking him over critically.] I've got some baggy old-school pants from the Clothier's Tower that might do the trick. This has got to be mortifying for you, but to be completely honest, you have nothing to be really embarrassed about. I've seen way uglier humans than you.