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shepard. commander shepard. (skyllianblitz) wrote in silverage,

It was nice that such a simple gesture as letting him have half a booth could make the young man so happy; Shepard was glad to share, used to quarters far more cramped while shipboard, and besides, this was a special sort of circumstance. She was sipping her own coffee, and pondering that upcoming trip out into the snow when her table-mate spoke up again.

She looked at him, appraising, a bit suspicious; he might well have guessed from her uniform, which was nothing like what the other people in the diner were wearing, whether they were dressed for the weather or not. But still, if this was an elaborate set-up by the Illusive Man, there might well be a plant, a likeable one… Or she was paranoid, and losing it, in addition to the level of losing it that had put her into this very realistic hallucination.

So she nodded, and gave a bit of a smile, "No. I'm really not. It's that obvious, huh?" She even had to laugh. "I've gathered this is pretty unseasonal? As in, completely and utterly unseasonal?" She tipped her head over towards the snow falling outside.