The sky is black, but everywhere you look, there's light. White, red, blue, yellow. Sometimes you go into nebula and there's a thousand colors there, all glowing. And then you're on the ship, too. Ships are never dark, never empty, never completely quiet. A good crew becomes family so you're never alone, either. You can get lost on a world. One face, blending into the crowd. It's never that way on a ship. , [Yeah, he might be slightly in love with serving on the Normandy.]
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[His voice goes quiet, thoughtful.]
The sky is black, but everywhere you look, there's light. White, red, blue, yellow. Sometimes you go into nebula and there's a thousand colors there, all glowing. And then you're on the ship, too. Ships are never dark, never empty, never completely quiet. A good crew becomes family so you're never alone, either. You can get lost on a world. One face, blending into the crowd. It's never that way on a ship.
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[Yeah, he might be slightly in love with serving on the Normandy.]