Shepard was cooling her heels, pacing the floor of the room, periodically checking the small device. The pamphlet had been read and discarded in a corner. And her pistol was at her side.

She had to get back. She'd fucked up on Thessia, underestimated Cerberus, and Kai Leng, and had risked losing the entire war because of it.

She had to get back and fix it. She couldn't be stuck here indefinitely. That was all that kept running through her head.

Thank god for Garrus. When the door opened, her hand went to her pistol, but she relaxed into a smile at the sight of him. Garrus always showed up when she needed him; it probably shouldn't have surprised her that he was here, too.

"Hey, you. Always good to see a friendly face." She moved to cup his jaw with her hand, so she could kiss him.