Let it be known that Jane Shepard curious as a child, and that trait carried on into her adult life. Let it also be known that being the commander of a team lets her have privileges' such as not having to be told things such as "Don't touch that" or "stay out of there".
And finally, let it be known that to a very observant few, she seemed to be the child of Murphy's Law given form. For the worst thing imaginable to happen to her foes often did.
Blowing up the collector base so that it could not be utilized by Cerberus.
Utterly slaughtering the thresher maws after they killed her squad on Akuze.
These were but a few of such proof for their reasoning.
But if they saw what she had recently found (Read: Released) on a derelict ship, they would simply shake their heads and head to the nearest unoccupied Galaxy, knowing her destructive habits despite being a Paragon of Humanity.
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"….." Garrus for once, was utterly speechless.
He had followed Jane in hunting Saren, taking on unrelenting foes. After her death, he had gone to Omega to clear out the Crime and other terrors on the innocent there. Then she had arrived, saving him from what was most likely his last stand, but taking a missile to the face for his efforts. After patching up what was left of his face, still optimistic since 'Scars got the ladies attention', he agreed to her seemingly death sentence of a Mission, stopping the Collectors.
Now, he was beginning to rethink his life so far.
It wasn't every day your leader opens up a Mako-sized container on a derelict-ship that's been drifting for who knows how long and find a Mako-sized creature inside. Which had Teeth. Lots and lots of teeth. Sharp, Impaling, Serrated, 'I t-Will-Give-You-Nightmares-For-The-Rest-Of-Your-Natural-Born-Life-Teeth.'
His next two thoughts were 'I wonder if Chakwas has any Turian-Antidepressants aboard the Normandy' and
'Why isn't it attacking us yet?'
Jane Shepard stared at the massive creature towering over her, staring right back with all of its eyes.
All six of them.
All Six.
SIX.
As in the Six Eyes on its face.
'Cool' was her first thought, and due to her curious, unrestricted nature, her hand was already reaching out to it.
"Commander-!"
"Hm?"
She glanced back at James, the massive creature lying across what remained of the floor, flipping over to allow her hand better access to the stomach area. The Beast's leg periodically kicked up into the air as she rubbed along the fringes near the chin, smiling at how its tongue lolled out.
"….." James too joined Garrus in there silent speciation of their leader, and apparent savior for all remaining life in the universe.