“Are you sure this is what Shepard would want? He seemed to prefer me out of my suit. Why put more clothes on?” Tali's voice sounded uncertain as she nervously stretched the waistband of a pair of silky black panties.
“Not those; these,” Kelly answered with a little grin, holding a matching set against the quarian's envirosuit. “Unless his psychological profile is completely off the mark.” She paused to consider that, then put a hand on the fidgety girl's shoulder. “Don't worry, you won't be wearing them long anyway.”
Tali emitted a noise somewhere between a squeak of surprise and a word of protest that ended up being neither. The asari shopkeeper glanced in their direction.