"It's only funny the first hundred years."

He remembers Koby as he was. As he used to be. Smaller, uncertain, quick to panic and stay in the shadow of himself and Shepard. He chuckles, the puff of air fluttering the feathered blindfold stretched across his face.

"Do you even know what calibrations are?" He asks it idly, hunkering down on his heels at the water's edge.