"Some kind of... city?" She says the word as if she's not sure it applies. But then, what else to call it, really, it was at least filthy enough to be urban, "You were there, and a bunch of guys. They looked pretty rough, had a woman leading them. I think her name was Renfri?"

That part stood out, among all the verbal groping for detail. Shepard's had a vision or two in her time, but she's never found it beneficial to try and force them to make sense, try as the might. It was like trying to squeeze a palmful of water; unproductive, to say the least.

"You went through them like they were nothing. I'm not a fan of the hostage thing, though. Never have been."