"I wasn't aware there was a sense of humor attached to this event," he sighed, his voice both honest and frustrated. There was something off with the way Shepard was acting, though he couldn't place it right off. Normally, she would be concocting some prank or another, even without the day being what it was. "Was there something you needed me for, or can Arterius and I go back into hiding?"

"Commander," Chloe sets down the data pad she had been looking over, turning her attention to Shepard. "What can I do for you?"

It's been a while, huh? Guess you shouldn't be surprised about the silence. Still, I miss you guys on the Normandy a lot. I'm at the right place, but if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to shoot me a call. Stay alive out there.

[MESSAGE SAVED TO DRAFTS]

[Always happy to help. I'm a military historian for a reason. c: ]

[eheh. Danke. It still hurt my confidence, though.]

Lieutenant Commander Jace Shepard, Alliance Navy and Council Spectre. Sa'pleasure.