Wrex

Yes, it was the logical choice. Wrex's experience would lead to a more efficient collect and help her collect data on Krogan stimulation. Locating him in the medical bay, she quickly made her way there. On the way she revised her vast bank of porn and other sexual data, a gift from Joker, constructing what she calculated would be the best approach.

With a soft hiss, the door slid open and she made her entrance. Sitting on a bed, Wrex was receiving some minor treatment from Chakwas.

"Tss, I'm alright doc. That's barely a scratch."

"Scratch or not nobody on this ship gets untreated Wrex."

"Yeah I..."

He stopped mid-sentence as his eyes glued to the approaching EDI. Having assimilated the sexy walk on her way, each step she took made her ass jiggle and her breast bounce up, giving her movement a hypnotizing effect. Noticing her patient sudden silence, the doctor turned around too.

"EDI? What is..."

"A situation has arisen doctor. We urgently need a gallon of krogan genetic material in order to save the crew." She stopped before Wrex, crossing her arms over her chest and pushing her breast forward. "I am here to collect said material."

The krogan warlord had quickly recovered from his initial shock and was now looking over the AI new body. She kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other, giving her assets a little bounce.

"Collect eh. And how are you going to do that?" He asked with a knowing grin.

"By draining your fat krogan quad." She answered with a sultry smile.

On her chair, Chakwas was frozen.