Data Log Entry: 21840317
0115 hours
I purposely left out any mention of Professor T'Soni in the last entry. Not sure why, I guess I was trying to record the more professional matters at hand but realized, this is my personal journal. It's supposed to be about my personal thoughts. It also doesn't help that I have this eerie feeling that one day, Liara will be reading these journals at length. I also want to make sure there are official recordings of how much the professor has contributed immensely to the mission of stopping Saren, and how she is redeeming her family name. Although she hasn't spoke of it, I can tell that sometimes the memory of her mother weights heavy on her mind. When I ask about it, she informs me that it is not customary for the asari to mourn those who have been lost; part of their long views on life.
Seeing a lot of death in my time, I can tell she often thinks and misses her mother Matriarch Benezia. When I see that she is really down, I have her tell me a story about her mother in happier times. It usually seems to do the trick to lifting her spirits. Besides, that glowing smile she gets when telling the stories is a special bonus for me. She really loved her mother. I love when she glows like that. Makes me wonder if she'll ever glow like that for someone else again. Perhaps.
** Shepard Out **
Additional Entry: 0137 hours – Still haven't discovered who stole the poker chips from Poker Night. And now I am was informed by the ship's cook, someone has been breaking into the spare rations stealing jars of pickled jalapeno peppers.