Seviilia is busy analyzing Shepard’s suspicious lack of scarring when she poses her question, so much so that her response is somewhat delayed. It wasn’t that she had nevessarily forgotten that Shepard had supposedly be reengineered, but it was another thing to see it on display.

“I suppose that is a word for it,” Seviilia offers with a slight pout of her lip, failing to duck the water with a half-hearted attempt. “I begin to feel...soft. It is unpleasant.”

And yet, she couldn’t help but chase the sensation of being warm. Was that normal? She doesn’t voice the question out liud, but she is clearly measuring Shepard for her reaction to the information.