She rolled her eyes at his cool tone, arms folded. " Scented soaps are a human thing. And you've seen my shower, it has nothing but scented items." It mattered not. Shore leave was<i>her </i>time. The only time she got to spend with or do as she pleased. She pulled a small thumb knife from a belt that blended well into the skirts' airy fabric. She picked her nails.<br/>"Your orders, Captain?" she answered, keeping her tone even. So far so good. She was just waiting for the explosion. Hmm. Weird. Maybe he wasn't upset then? She settled into her chair and ran a quick diagnostics. It was for her benefit, she could see quite a lot had been repaired, but still other items had yet to have been replaced or at least fixed so that it worked. She sighed, finished looking at the diagnostics, and looking up at Garraus waiting for his reply. She could always just go help Schrodinger. Or get started on another lengthy repair.