That...gets his attention? She thinks. She's good at picking up body language - it's hard not to get good at it when your whole race lives in masks all the time - but his is alien and it's synthetic and it's subtle at the best of times. It's all twitches and quirks of the head, and sometimes as tiny as whether he acknowledges anything she says here at all.

"People come back here," she says simply in reply. "They might not. But usually they do, and when they do they'll come back angrier with you than they were before. And then the whole ship gets angrier because even if all you were doing was defending yourself, you're the threat because you won."

Something about those words twinge inside her, and she's suddenly thinking of the geth. She stomps down on that thought as soon as she has it, grimacing in distaste.

"You're just making a feedback loop. It's going to get worse the more people you hurt."