A/N: Sorry for the delay, we're moving from the USA to Italy and packing and everything and life's just a mess. Thank you for bearing with me! Hope you're still enjoying this fic :)
"Hey, Javik, got a minute?"
He turned his head to look at her, "Yes."
"I have something for you."
Javik turned fully to her and gave her that queer expression that seemed like he was raising an eyebrow that he didn't have.
Shepard pulled a set of dog tags out of her pocket and offered them to him. He took them with mild curiosity, remaining silent.
"We wear them mainly for identification purposes, but they're also a symbol of service. Some people think of them as a badge of honor. For me, having them has always meant I belong somewhere and that there will always be people I can count on. It's primitive and silly since you're the only prothean we know, but I had a set made for you. You're part of my crew, my family and this was my way of showing it." She took a deep breath, waiting for his biting remark.
"I see," was all her said. Javik turned the small metal tags in his fingers. On one side was all of his personal information and on the other was the Alliance insignia. He could feel the pride soldiers of this cycle had in these trinkets and it made him swell with the same feeling. He was no longer a lost soul, venturing out on his own against an unknowable enemy. Once again, he had that definite purpose and determination he hadn't realized was waning in the face of the never ending war. He put them around his neck and looked up at the commander, "Thank you."
She smiled at him in response, resisting the urge to hug him.