"Do you feel comfortable having one of us carry you in your other form?" Shepard reads personnel files because of course she does, and she's proud of herself for keeping a straight face while asking a question that's out there even by her standards. "If not, this looks straightforward enough that you can borrow my pistol and we'll treat it as a small unit tactics exercise."

It would be easier and faster if the two professional soldiers just stormed the hallway themselves, but some command instinct stops her from pushing Sawtooth to the side. For all that he's some kind of immensely sophisticated immortal robot, he feels like a new recruit, and you don't build unit cohesion by treating some of your team like burdens. She and Garrus are good enough to pick up the slack, anyway.

Speaking of Garrus, it hasn't even occurred to her that he won't back her inefficient call on this one.