She turned, and there was no doubt she knew she was being watched and admired, making the most of the short journey across to where he lay. Jackson was such a good soldier, quick to follow orders with a smile on his face, and not for the first time Aria counted herself lucky that he was here though of course she had never told him as much.

"I've told you before, asari don't have telepathy," she teased him, throwing a leg over his hips and lowering herself slowly to straddle him. "And it's just as well, I don't think I want to know what's truly going on in that brain of yours..."