[ She slips into a chair at the table, crossing her legs and leaning over so she can cup her chin in a hand. And then she sighs. ]

Shep's the same way. You fellas forget this kind of thing can be a two-way street, sometimes.

[ Which is something that Kasumi is admittedly learning herself, too--slowly but surely, and with the help of the people around her. ]

Offer's on the table. I won't make you talk about it, but if you ever need an outsider's ear... you can reach me.