Clearly she is, so Shepard offers the question no more than a halfhearted shrug as she carefully places her next strut in the unstable edifice that is the cupcake before her.

James Barnes wasn't a good man, possibly he was a fairly awful human being, but he seemed like a good friend, which was the important thing. If you listened to Rogers talk, this version of the man was no different, if a bit suggestible.

"What? Oh, uh..." What was it supposed to be? Shepard considered that question and the ramshackle tower of frosting and balsa. The best she could come up with, after some thought, was, "...Tall."

Look, she's pretty tipsy, this is as good as it gets right now.