Author's Note: This is my first Shepard/Thane fic, and my second Mass Effect fic. It's going to be a series of very short, drabble chapters, since my writing generally tends to be quite long and descriptive and I wanted to challenge myself and try something new. The chapters are also not going to be in any particular order; I'll just be writing them as the ideas come to me. This one is a true drabble, at exactly 100 words :) I would really appreciate any feedback.
Disclaimer: Mass Effect and all related characters belong to Bioware.
He lifts his head and gazes at her, green skin glistening in the setting sun. His ebony eyes bore into hers, captivating her. She asks him to join her mission.
A moment of hesitation.
"I am dying."
The words rock her to the core; she doesn't show it, ever acting as the practical commander. She just asks if he is contagious, if it will affect his ability to assist her. He answers no to both.
She sends Garrus and Miranda ahead and walks with Thane out of the tower and back to the Normandy. Already the drell intrigues her. Interesting.