"You might've had an easier time getting along with the locals before recent events," Wash answers, not without amusement in his tone, but it's -- wry, terribly so. Sonia, Kaidan must've seen Sonia being brought in. He has news enough from Natasha and Byerly, but it wouldn't hurt to hear a little more, if he can.

"The research labs seem to come with the territory, with Cetaganda. Far as I can tell they'd try to stuff an entire operational gene lab in a bug-out bag." Conversational, light, working alongside Kaidan in filling the cart and pointedly standing at an angle so as to avoid, ah, crossfire. Wash is comfortable with sharing some of what he's learned, as long as it doesn't stray too far from the kinds of things any soldier would talk to someone in the barracks about. "They've control of most of the planet, so civilian population probably doesn't register as much of a problem to Zahal. This holdout has been a particularly stubborn one -- an eyesore to him, by now."