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Ja'Far was stupefied. This was turning from one stupid situation to another. Thank the Divines for the Krogan's quick thinking otherwise he would've ended up in a much stickier situation. The armoured woman's stupidity was so obvious that he almost thought of it as deception. A trick to fool the group in a false sense of security around her as her lack of brain capacity made her relatively weak. He was quick to think of her as suspicious, someone to look out for in the coming days. He did not trust her one bit. How could one simply walk in here and fire at a Geth like they had no clue about the efforts the AI made in the past year to make amends and help the galaxy? 

Honestly, the former Legionnaire had a sort of respect for the Geth. They were previously outcasts, pariahs feared by Citadel space, similar to the Hegemony in that regard. They had become accepted by the Council however and has become more recognised as the good guys amongst the races. The Batarians... well, they were a mess. Still viewed as slavers and raiders, they are seen as a dying species. He was one of the few to survive the Reaper purge of Hegemony space, most were not as fortunate or connected as much as his squad was. Boogeymen as they were, the Legionnaires proved that they were a valuable enough asset to warrant a ship to get around in. 

Seeing the situation calmed down a little, Ja'Far decided that walking away and re-establishing introductions was the smartest way to break the tension again. He was, however, brought out of his inner thoughts by the flash of deep blue he caught as the now confirmed Asari took off her helm. He paused for a second, a look of confusion on his face before quickly being replaced by the exasperatedly worn mask he wore earlier. [color=olive][i]"Fool,"[/i][/color] he thought to himself, a harsh voice rising from the depths of his mind [color=olive][i]"Siarus is long dead and she is with the holy Athame now. Stop thinking of her. She is dead. She is dead. She. Is. [b]Dead[/b]."[/i][/color] He clamped the voice shut and steeled himself, another headache forming. The pain couldn't stop the slow, painful throb in his heart though.

The smell of sweet, grimy tobacco from a single couldn't contain his headache any longer, a second finding it's way in his mouth. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, feeling the migraine subside marginally. Ja'Far then opened them again, looking around the room, deciding to address everyone present. With an obviously tired voice, he started as another Krogan entered the room.

[color=olive][b]"Canst we not hold truce for but one moment? I grow sick of constant interruptions and the headaches thus forming. I besought all present to introduce thine self before and I shalt beseech all present again. I prithee so, so for the love of all fuckin' Pillars holy, may we all please introduce ourselves."[/b][/color] He scratched his fringe, resigned to the fact that he will be working with these people for a little longer.