[ The war, the feelings, the mismatched timelines - all of this is sounding far too familiar to a scenario Hilda is familiar with. ]

I don't know six months sounds like a lot during a war. You could lose a war in six months. Or win it.

[ She turns gracefully, picking up Garrus' hand in hers as they gracefully slip by another couple one of which had been spun a little too enthusiastically. It's clear from her voice that she's curious about the details, but less for the gossip and more because she's curious to compare notes. ]

What happened with the two of you? [ There's a bashful smile inserted immediately after that. ] Only if you don't mind me asking, of course.