The idea of Commander Shepard parenting Grunt in any capacity is pure magic to me. Fem or male Shepard, it doesn’t matter. Just give me some dumb family shenanigans on a crowded spaceship full of outcasts and huge dweebs.
>Grunt’s pictures put on the galley’s fridge
>Grunt and Shepard playing with action figures in the cargo hold
>Grunt and Shepard wrestling/rough housing and probably causing mass damage
>Shepard boastingly proudly about their tank child.
>Grunt being left in charge of pets and learning ‘wow that was a terrible idea’.
>Grunt and Shepard high fiving after a really great battle while the third squaddie stares on in disbelief/amusement.
>Sneak attacks used as an excuse for hugs (terrible rib crushing hugs, grunt no stap that).