Naked Raan

As they all turned to the door, a very naked, very bountiful quarian entered the house. “Tali, where’d you go? We were just about to… oh, Shepard, hello, I see you’re naked too,” the quarian said.

“Auntie Raan, please,” Tali said. “They don’t want to see you naked.”

“Speak for yourself,” Miranda and Liara said at the same time, exchanging a look.

“Nonsense, I spent 30 years cooped up in a suit, I’m going to be naked,” Raan said. “And no one can stop me. Not the geth. And certainly not your friends.”

Tali blushed as she sighed. “Fine, fine, but we’re going now. We have a mission to get back to.”

“Hang on,” Raan said. “Why are you wearing your suit? You don’t need it anymore. You could go roaming through space without a care in the world. Just keep your mask on.”

“Auntie Raan, I’m not going to roam the galaxy naked!” Tali said.

“Why not? Shepard is,” Raan said.

“Shepard was drunk and signed a contract, and you can’t just make me go naked,” Tali said.

“Oh… are we discussing contracts now?” Raan said. “Shall I pull up yours?”

“N-no…” Tali gulped as Raan pulled out a piece of paper that had crayon scratched on it.