The shuttle lands on the barren planet. Two figures emerge. They walk slowly away from the craft then the larger figure stops.
"Here."
"Here?"
"Yes. I killed my own men, watched them bleed to be certain they were dead."
"Javik... That must have been... awful."
"It was necessary."
"Necessary or not, it must have been terrible."
"You were never a soldier, asari."
"No. But I did what had to be done when it needed doing."
"Indeed. That, I find admirable."
"Are you sure this is what you want? The Reapers are defeated, the galaxy is at peace, don't you want to..."
"I have achieved what I came for. I have no place here in your galaxy."
"Hmm."
"And what of you, asari? What will you do now?"
Liara pauses for a moment, her hands fidgeting.
"I... without Shepard, I can't... my galaxy is gone too."
"Oh?"
"I think I knew when I said I wanted to fly you here, but... I do not think I can do it."
"And you think I can?"
"I... thought that..."
"I am a soldier, asari, not a butcherer."
Tears fall from Liara's face at the prospect of living a thousand more years alone.
"Please... I can't."
Javik places his arm around Liara.
"You are sure that this is what you want?"
Liara slowly and sadly nods.
"Then I am ready. Are you?"
Her breath quickens as she nods again.
"Thank you, Javik."
Javik takes out his pistol and places it against Liara's head. He holds her firmly to counter her wincing. Her breath is erratic and short as she looks ahead, blinking quickly and eyes darting about as though seeing something in the wasteland in front of them.
"Goodbye, Liara T'Soni."
"Shepard..?"
The weapon fires. Javik releases Liara's limp body, letting it slump to the floor, then places the pistol to his own head.
"For the Empire!"
The weapon fires again.