Kar laughed. “You’d be the first being to do so. Most everyone else prefers to tread on them daily.”
"Why?" Barth looked confused. "Do people hate you? Do you have big feet, like a krogan’s?"
"I’m not so much disliked as I am feared, to some extent. Or mistrusted. I am still a mostly unknown."She confessed. "So much that my drive to innovate and make things beneficial for the entire galaxy on a whole— not just my own people is usually covered in so much red tape I could choke."
She smiled, adding, “As much as I gripe, it does mean I’m doing the right thing.”