[There's something about the look in the other woman's face that catches her up, the frankness of the question. Shepard fixes her with a flat look in return, her hands still across her folded legs. The CDC uniform fabric is smoother than the stuff the Alliance's gear is made out of - no grit or weave to the fabric that she can pick at with her habitually short fingernails.
What does regret feel like? Feels like Kaidan Alenko in a bar on Selena-VII, she thinks. But maybe that's guilt. Untangling the two always feels like too much of a problem to deal with; better to just forget both of them.]
Hell if I know. [Said with enough sincerity that she hopes - hopes - that it doesn't sound like she's blowing the question off.] I don't think it feels like anything. It just makes everything else seem like a bigger issue.
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What does regret feel like? Feels like Kaidan Alenko in a bar on Selena-VII, she thinks. But maybe that's guilt. Untangling the two always feels like too much of a problem to deal with; better to just forget both of them.]
Hell if I know. [Said with enough sincerity that she hopes - hopes - that it doesn't sound like she's blowing the question off.] I don't think it feels like anything. It just makes everything else seem like a bigger issue.