As much as the lack of Council-provided resources chafed her, she could at least see some positives to not receiving the pay during wartime. As long and the resources were being funneled towards war efforts, what was she going to do with the extra money? She smiles wryly at Nihlus as he rants, feeling somewhat vindicated by his cold fury. It was always nice to have people on your side. But I probably could've done with spending less time hacking Cerberus safes. At this point, she felt intimately familiar with all modern forms of money protection, from credit chits to high-tech security vaults. Somewhere, Kasumi Goto was smiling.

She's pulling her thermals the rest of the way off when Nihlus warns Shepard off, and fixes him with a bemused expression, eyes crinkled with good humor. "Why? Did all that talk of Council politicking get you going?" Folding her thermals up, she lovingly wraps her pistol amongst them, and pops them in the bag. All that was left was her underwear and bra. "Or is it my waist? Maybe I should've warned you."