On that, at least, we agree. That's rather why I'm here. [She doesn't make a move for the door- she isn't planning on going anywhere, not until they're done here.]

[She turns back to Shepard. Time for the direct approach.]

This isn't truly your ship, dearie. It's an illusion you're trapped in, something snaring you in a comforting dream of home to keep you from escaping. I'm genuinely sorry to end such a pleasant dream, and I would have liked to meet these people, but the fact remains: they aren't truly here.

And we shouldn't be, either.

[Her voice is calm, gentle- but utterly unyielding. She knows the truth and she won't be turned aside, for all that she's sorry to deliver it so harshly.]