Whatever it took. We did it.
Whatever was asked of us. We did it.
We never questioned what we were doing.
Never thought about the consequences.
Our actions did have consequences.
Vanocolate. It killed Nero. Nearly killed the rest of us too.
We barely made it off planet and back to D'Qar.
We didn't get off with just a teammate dead, we all got punished.
The others became mechanics.
Using their skills to the Resistance's advantage.
I couldn't keep her screams from my invading dreams.
I need to leave.
I know what I have to do.