"Kaidan?" Shepard considers the option. From this angle, looking at him in profile... alright, she can see it. He'd never been an ugly man, after all: very much the opposite. Shepard shakes her head, and laughs, just the same, "No. We don't uh... we don't see eye to eye on a lot of things. He's a little too straightlaced. Law and order type, you know?"

We don't think about Virmire. We don't talk, about Horizon. While she dithers, the memory of Kaidan Alenko opines that the council will see sense, and had his optimism immediately rebuked by both women. There wasn't a great deal of faith, going into this meeting.

"I got lucky; my boyfriend was summoned too. I could introduce you for real, sometime. Oh, here, we go," The elevator door slid open on a beautifully spacious chamber, ceilings vaulted high enough to vanish into twilight, trees in bloom and flowing water, beautiful people of every shape conversing seriously in every corner. At the top of the steps, two aliens wearing the same blue armored uniform were arguing, "There he is."

Commander Shepard? demands the apparition, Garrus Vakarian, I'm with Citade Security