Shepard glanced over her shoulder, a small, slightly wry smile forming as she took in the man and his 'gear.' Sharp objects and rocks. Wouldn't the Turian Councillor have a laugh at the primitive humans right now. Now there was a face she never figured she'd miss. Blame it on the heat.

"Got it."

She obliged, switching her position so she could keep it pried up a couple inches and give the man room to work. It was awkward, but far from the worst position she'd held in her military career. He could take his time to get a good angle.

"Don't tell me: recently woke up, no idea how you got here?"