They do

Khalisah hailed a skycar taxi and opened the doors, allowing the three nude and cuffed women to awkwardly shuffle in sideways and sit on the row of seats. As they acclimatised to the sensation of cool leather beneath their bare behinds, Khalisah sat on the solitary chair before them, her camera hovering menacingly beside her. If their cab driver was shocked by the state of their passengers, they didn't show it.

"Today I meet with the legendary Commander Shepard, visiting Illium in her birthday suit and cuffed to her equally nude crewmates, Liara T'Soni and Ashley Williams. Like you viewers at home, I am in complete shock and confusion at this scandalous turn of events."

Ashley and Liara tried to bring their legs up to cover their chests, but the seats were too small to fit their feet. Shepard didn't even try. Instead doing her best to look as dignified as possible.

"So tell me Commander, why are two council spectres and an information broker streaking on an Asari world?"

Shepard looked at the women beside her, but neither were willing to answer on her behalf. As far as they were concerned, this was the Commander's mess to deal with. Shepard did her best to ignore the urge to attack the reporter. Think! What had she been taught at that media training seminar? The one she had only paid 5 minutes worth of attention to. "Keep calm. Remain neutral. Be concise. Find a way to present yourself in the best light possible."

Sure, that approach would've worked years ago when Khalisah was only asking about political opinions and mission specs. But it would be ineffective when she was sitting in front of a camera stitchless and cuffed to two other naked women. Whatever Shepard said, Khalisah could think of 30 different ways to twist it into a narrative that Shepard was an exhibitionist pervert. Unless...

"We are streaking in protest."

Khalisah, Ashley and Liara all looked at the commander, stunned.

"Oh, care to elaborate?"

"Though we have won the war with the reapers, much of our galaxy lies in ruin. Colony worlds struggle to farm on scorched soil. The destruction of homes has forced people to share tighter living spaces. Refugees are still living in the citadel docking bays. And many can barely afford the clothes on their backs. All because worlds like Illium are unwilling to assist in financing the rebuilding of the galaxy. That is why myself, Williams and T'Soni seek to bring attention to these issues."

"Naked?"

"An easy way to grab attention."

"Why not just deliver a speech?"

"As a soldier, I find actions speak louder than words."

"They do indeed, I think I lost a tooth the last time I tried interviewing you. Is that why you're all cuffed together? To stop yourselves from punching the press?"

"No. It is to demonstrate how everyone in this galaxy is inextricably linked. That no matter how far away from the action Illium is, it still has a duty to help others."

"I see. Well there you have it folks, Commander Shepard and her crew stand in solidarity with the refugees and colonists in crisis. It seems we must all confront the naked truth."

Khalisah shut off her camera. "I'm surprised at how well you spun that Shepard. But all four of us know the truth, don't we?"

"No comment." Shepard replied taciturnly.