Shepard sucked in a breath through her teeth and offered him her coffee. "Yeah I could tell. It's not how you like it, there's a load of sugar and tons of cream, but you can have it. If you had a omnitool I'd offer some of my medigel." But the question was did he want the pain? She hadn't been there to hear that part of his story. If he felt like he deserved the pain.
But with a few presses of a few buttons of the omnitool she had installed in her arm, she was able to create a pair of sunglasses, though they did not bend they would fit. She offered them to him. Because she remembered the woes of hangovers far too well.