I'm almost caught up now, I swear...
Shepard followed her somber, and slightly hung over, crew back to the Normandy, pausing at the dock to look at the ship. Her entire life existed within its hull; it was where she lived and died. But as the war raged on, she felt more and more certain that this Normandy would carry her crew long after she ceased to captain it. Leaning on the railing, she sighed.
"Commander."
"Yes?"
"Do not dwell on those thoughts. They serve no purpose."
She stood straight and looked over her shoulder at Javik. "Easier said than done."
"As is defeating the reapers, but you will do that as well," he responded. "Come. I believe you have a Leviathan to find." He put his hand on the small of her back and led her to the airlock.