“EDI, I will. I just… need some time to process this. This is what makes me feel better.” she calmly replied, turning the white, black and orange N7 helmet over in her hands to stare into the visor; unfeeling, cold red eyes stared back, the small amount of light being emitted bouncing off the visor. Maybe she shouldn’t have opted for setting those colours into her armour. Seemed like a good idea for morale at the time, but as she turned the heavy piece of equipment, fingers trailing over the smooth carbon fibre shell, she had to wonder if it just made her look bad. “Set a course for Illium and inform the crew that we will be making a brief stop there and then the Citadel. And turn off comms for this room for a little, okay?”
“As you wish.”