There was something to be said for wild goose chases, as a category. For one thing, though they were annoying, they were also usually harmless. In Shepard's experience, however, they usually weren't-- opportunity cost could sometimes be counted in lives.

As a tactic for introduction, however, it had a weird, subtle merit. There was something both frustrating and comforting about being allowed to come in her own time, in her own way. In being allowed the pretense of having 'found' someone with whom the meeting had clearly been in no doubt.

So, she'd put her armor on before leaving the... living quarters, for lack of a better term. So sue her. Comfort or not, there were limits to the acceptable risk, on an alien ship, in an alien place.

"Yeah, I'm not all that fond of the whole gas and go method, just for future reference," 'At ease' was a relative term, and just because she's agreed to something, it doesn't mean she's happy about it either, "Cryo's one thing, but you don't have to drop something in my drink to get me home."