Huerta Memorial Hospital, the Citadel, Monday

On the downside: Kaidan's head still hurt like hell. On the up: he was conscious, not mortally wounded, and Udina had finally left the room. And... there came that downside again, because his head hurt like hell in the metaphorical sense as well as the physical. Udina'd done him an offer and given him a ton to think about, which... yeah.

With his brain rattled, that wasn't the best thing ever.

Still, now that he had some time to himself, he could finally send off messages to his friends. He sent messages to Allie, Dean and Jack, apologizing for getting them dragged into his galaxy's mess and letting them know he'd be able to see visitors now.

If they wanted to come back here at all. He'd definitely understand if they didn't. Even the incredibly sparse information that made it into the hospital wasn't... it wasn't good.

Finally, though, he couldn't put off the toughest email any longer. Had to sit there and stare at his datapad for a good while until he could get into it - at least until he'd decided to keep it carefully neutral.

( Hey Shepard... )

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