"Hopefully it won't ever come to that," Shepard says. So far, the group of people they'd gathered thusfar hadn't seemed like the type to cause trouble, but Shepard hadn't gone out of her way to get to know each one of them personally, either. Not that she would have had the time to do so if she wanted to, anyway. "Call me a pessimist, but I'm reluctant to believe that everyone aboard this ship is going to get along 100% of the time."

But Shepard's not the biggest pessimist in the room, apparently. "I'm sure there's someone out there who's good at tinkering with mechanical things," she says. Or at least she hopes so. "We should probably have an organized meeting at some point." A beat. "Or something like that. Figure out what everyone can do. Give people duties. I don't know. It beats wandering around the ship endlessly with no purpose in mind, anyway."