Shifting close to the edge of the drop, she throws Garrus a sidelong look. There's a distinct grin creeping there at the edge of her mouth. "Next time you can go first then," she says (which is either a joke or it isn't but there's a reason she doesn't spend her free time jumping off high ledges).

She counts, rolling into the pattern of return fire like stepping into a familiar-- well. She's never been good at dancing, so maybe it's better to just get it over with. With a nod to Thane, Shepard makes her jump down toward the next hatch.