A rouge Turian Spectre commanding the Geth? Though it seemed ridiculous, Zeto could not think of a reason why Sheapard would lie given the circumstances. If it was the truth... this Saren was the cause of her crew's death. New anger filled Zeto, fueling her need to get revenge for their deaths. She took a breath to calm herself before thinking. "The Geth could have developed in a million different ways in the time they have been isolated. Their way of thinking could be completely different from ours..." She sighed and put a hand to her chin, adopting a thoughtful pose. "If i had to speculate, this Saren is offering something to the Geth. Something they deem useful enough to trade for via their servitude Or they are working to a goal. I just don't have enough information to make a sound judgement. Machine minds work differently and the little psychology that I have read on deals with normal thought processes..."

Looking up at Shepard, Zeto's stance had changed. She seemed more straight backed, tougher. "Shepard, I want to ask a favor. If this Saren is in command of the Geth, he is to blame for my crew's deaths. I want to kill him. They deserve that much. I will be of use to you. My medical knowledge is quite high, my speed of treatment and fast thinking works well in battle conditions and I know how to take care of myself with a gun. I've had... many experiences with extreme conditions that have hardened me. Please take me with you. I want to spend the time before the Flotilla needs me again going after Saren."