Her mouth tugs into a deep frown when he closes his eyes. She knows she's not also helping him out, being here, forcing him into conversation.

"What's wrong with ancient history? I've always thought it was fascinating." Shepard drops a wink. "A salute would be nice, but I get that whenever we come into contact with people who recognize me. Right now, I'd settle for you listening to my orders."

She sits down on the floor next to him, Indian style with her legs crossed, and pats her thigh. "Lay down, Kaidan. It'll help."