He doesn't call her on the oddities-- the funny typing, the strange mode of speech. Really, everybody who goes into the Navy-- or in Shepard's crew -- has some seriously messed up lives and everybody has their quirks. It's just the way it seems to play out. The cripple, the crazy, the imperfect perfect woman...

"Nope, I'm not. Because I'm the best. No hiding your light under a bushel and all that, right?" he says-- before he turns, managing on his crutches with ease-- heading for the lift.

He doesn't bother with ladies first, because he's got to fit on the lift with his crutches, and she can get on once he's situated. "Here's hoping this doesn't jettison us into the vacuum of space, huh? Pick a button."