"Uh..." Jakayla said, blinking. "Not quite familiar with that one. Definitely being playthings. Of course, that applies to some women, as well." And turians, given Garrus's predilection for calibrating the main gun on the Normandy all the time. Or boasting how he'd beaten her in a shooting contest. She'd let him win, of course, but still, she wouldn't have it any other way.
She nodded. "Believe it or not, in same ways, that's a good thing." The last thing this town needed was for Harbinger to show up. Husks might not be so bad, but some of the other Reaper forces, definitely not something anyone else in the town was ready for. And the Reapers themselves? Without the mother of all Thresher Maws or a targeting laser guiding the entire Quarian flotilla's weapons, there was no way that anyone stood a chance then.
"And if I have any needs that the two of you can handle, I'll let you know right off," she said. "And don't hesitate to ask if there's any questions you might have, either. I might not have the exact answer, but will be glad to tell you what I can."