Would have liked to have run test on seashells.
It glitters down from the sky, as if raining gold. It is no less precious, and to the Krogans, it is priceless. Jeryn stands, struck silent and still in absolute awe, tinged with bittersweet loss.
"I am sorry that he had to die," Eve's voice is like the strands of the strongest silk in her sympathy. Jeryn knows that she had come to find Mordin a friend. There was affection that was obvious between them, Krogan and Scientist Salarian. It's difficult to spend so much time in proximity with a person without learning to care about them, even a little. "I shall honor his loss."
Jeryn shakes her head, a hint of a smile on her lips even through the grief that pulls at her. "No. He wouldn't have had it any other way."
Someone else might have gotten it wrong.
Wrex' excitement is palpable and contagious. Jeryn isn't immune to the sense of hope that the two Krogan leaders feel about their future. The Krogan have long welcomed her among them, in their own way, and the kinship she they have granted her lets her enjoy this, even if only for a moment.
"We'll name one of the children after him." He says it with a loud guffaw but Jeryn knows he means it.
Mordin would probably approve.
It was the right thing to do, even if their hopes for a future weren't intertwined. While Mordin's death still coils painfully in her stomach, she's happy. Happy to have been a part of it.