[Honestly, with a scientist like Mordin, Shepard wouldn't have been too surprised if he had accidentally stuck a cup of coffee in one of his machines. Or many. She could easily overlook a few eccentricities for what he brought to the table.]
It was something similar I wanted to talk to you about. We don't know what all Cerberus has put in the systems of my ship. We also don't know what all they've put in my systems.
[She raises a hand.]
I know, I could ask Miranda. But I've gotten a lot of runaround from her on the topic already, and I'd prefer answers from someone who isn't so directly paid by the Illusive man.
[They're all in his employ. But Shepard knows none of the non-humans on the ship are here for Cerberus' sake. Miranda's definitely been earning Shepard's trust, Shepard is glad to have her on board, but this is still something she's not sure she'd get all the details on. And despite the difference of their opinions on the genophage, Shepard trusts herself in Solus' hands. So here she is.
And here she is appreciating that he's taking the effort to breathe. There may be a small-yet-growing betting pool on whether or not Mordin will ever talk so much he ever passes out. She tried to discourage it. But she can't deny the amusement the thought brings, or the likelihood of Samara being the winner.]
If it wouldn't interrupt your other projects, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind seeing if you could find anything... off.
[Because poking around a living person who had been dead is entirely normal.]
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Date: 2014-05-01 07:45 am (UTC)[Honestly, with a scientist like Mordin, Shepard wouldn't have been too surprised if he had accidentally stuck a cup of coffee in one of his machines. Or many. She could easily overlook a few eccentricities for what he brought to the table.]
It was something similar I wanted to talk to you about. We don't know what all Cerberus has put in the systems of my ship. We also don't know what all they've put in my systems.
[She raises a hand.]
I know, I could ask Miranda. But I've gotten a lot of runaround from her on the topic already, and I'd prefer answers from someone who isn't so directly paid by the Illusive man.
[They're all in his employ. But Shepard knows none of the non-humans on the ship are here for Cerberus' sake. Miranda's definitely been earning Shepard's trust, Shepard is glad to have her on board, but this is still something she's not sure she'd get all the details on. And despite the difference of their opinions on the genophage, Shepard trusts herself in Solus' hands. So here she is.
And here she is appreciating that he's taking the effort to breathe. There may be a small-yet-growing betting pool on whether or not Mordin will ever talk so much he ever passes out. She tried to discourage it. But she can't deny the amusement the thought brings, or the likelihood of Samara being the winner.]
If it wouldn't interrupt your other projects, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind seeing if you could find anything... off.
[Because poking around a living person who had been dead is entirely normal.]
Odd, more irregular than you think it should be.