Shepard

You spot one human in question - whom seems to drinking heavily at the moment, or rather liberally. You could swear, that you almost heard the human female in question - order ryncol to be drunk. She was either very crazy or had some very tough organs on her body to tolerate that crazy crap of krogan' chemistry.

You place a hand on her shoulder, before speaking up. "I think you have had enough to drink. Come on now, before you ruin somebody' dancing," he replied. Leading her down the steps - the woman in question was wearing one of those eye-sores of a jacket - with the logo N7. He lead them to the multi-bathroom at that - pulling her into an empty stall and sitting her down on the toilet.