I'm going to go for a walk in a bit. I'll be back by tomorrow morning, sodon't lose yourdon't worry about me. And don't send anyone after me. When I get back I want to talk about my official position here.
You ever miss the simple stuff? Machines wanting to wipe out the galaxy, mercenaries, playing politics — stuff we could shoot?
Half the time I feel like an idiot, chasing werewolves and getting trapped in dream worlds ... this is out of my league, Shepard. Maybe I should join you with the farmers.
Clarke and I are going out. We'll be back.