Shepard sighed, standing up. She had to leave anyway. It just didn't feel right being here.
"Fine, Joker. I'm heading out, just..."
The door opened and she stared eye to eye with a red haired woman exactly her height, build, and stubborn set to the jaw.
Huh. So they were right about that.
She had an inkling this was the 'other' Shepard. Something in her gut, which wasn't usually wrong. However, what the hell one said to one's self when one wasn't actually just talking to a mirror escaped her at the moment.