"Pissed off," Shepard answered as the gravity kicekd off. "I guess that answers the question of where the hell we are."

The sickening sensation of weightlessness settled in Shepard's stomach and she shook her head. In one hand she has her new blunt weapon, with the other she reaches out and grabs the bulkhead, bracing mostly to prevent herself from flipping over and starting that spiral.

The other guy doesn't seem to realize he should do that.

"Is this your first time in space, Spooky?"