"Agreed." There was no pause for thought nor hesitation. She simply agreed to the terms as soon as they were given. Obviously Zeto didn't care what she had to do to be on this mission. She would do it just to have a chance to get at Saren. "If you and Dr. Chakwas would not mind, I would prefer to work in the medical bay when not off the ship as well. It would be the best place for my skill set to be utilized. I am a bit more practiced on dealing with non-human biology on a first hand basis." To be honest, Zeto also felt that the medical bay would also keep her busy and distracted from thoughts of her own failure. Her life, all the way up to her becoming the youngest captain ever in the Flotilla, had been success after success. Perhaps she was too used to things going right and the failure stung a bit more due to that? In any case, she didn't want to dwell on it. Right now she wanted something to do, just to keep herself busy. 

She may look confident on the outside, but the female quarian was a mess inside. She hadn't eaten for a full day, she had lost so many good and close friends that had believed and followed her into death, she had a burning desire for revenge that was cooling off and leaving her feeling empty thanks to her practiced ability to stay calm in stressful situations, and a restlessness from not having her hands busy. Even aboard her own ship the Iktomi, actually an old Alliance medical ship that she had obtained herself, Zeto always kept busy. Whether it was helping the crew, tinkering and improving the medical machinery, or simply working on medical theory in her own personal logs, she always found something to do. She hoped she would be able to keep herself just as busy here.