"New York and Ireland." Shepard had only been to Earth a handful of times; Shepard was not the jewel of the human civilization it used to be, but she had heard of those places -- and she had been to New York twice before. "Can't say I heard of your group -- not that I would have known it, anyway." For reasons he has taken it upon himself to point out.
If he expects her to tremble at the mention of mice or rats, he'll be sorely disappointed; she's dealt with things far worse than mice or rats. "We should probably do something about that," she comments idly, running a finger over her scarred brow. "We don't have any idea how long we're going to be stuck here, and I haven't seen a first aid kit anywhere. The last thing I want is someone getting sick before we have the appropriate supplies to take care of them."
A beat.
"What do you think of all this?" she asks, nodding a head towards the wall, though she isn't talking about that in particular. "The stuff left behind. The people who were here before us." A beat. "Are we here to replace whoever those people were?"
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Date: 2012-03-07 05:39 am (UTC)From:If he expects her to tremble at the mention of mice or rats, he'll be sorely disappointed; she's dealt with things far worse than mice or rats. "We should probably do something about that," she comments idly, running a finger over her scarred brow. "We don't have any idea how long we're going to be stuck here, and I haven't seen a first aid kit anywhere. The last thing I want is someone getting sick before we have the appropriate supplies to take care of them."
A beat.
"What do you think of all this?" she asks, nodding a head towards the wall, though she isn't talking about that in particular. "The stuff left behind. The people who were here before us." A beat. "Are we here to replace whoever those people were?"