[Wrong tack for him, she realizes, and switches gears pronto.]

Had a hell of a time digging through a bunch of frivolous oddities, but like I said. Got stuff that might fit.

[They both know where they're going, and Shepard sets a brisk trot, knowing that he isn't too happy about his state of dress. She just hopes he doesn't put up a fight when she holds off-white breeches out for him to examine.]

Presto. Puny human clothes.