Him being proud of her was an unknown boost that she'd needed. It added to the pride she had in herself. She drew his hand up to her lips and brushed a kiss over his knuckles, before she started forward again. Toward the dock of the Normandy. Doors hissing and opening as they went.
"I don't know if it will help you, but it does me, with the way this place is, and the... paradoxes the things we do causes, I don't think of them as gone, not completely. They're just not here." Not that she had a full grasp of time travel, she probably had a shred of a grasp, paradox being something she'd heard from one person or another. And it made sense when she had looked up what it meant.
One final set of clicks and hisses, and the welcoming voice of JARVIS sounded over head. "Welcome home Commander Shepard, Colonel Crawley. Your quarters are have been cleaned and refreshed, ready to receive you, and the mess has been restocked with fresh goods."