prompt: Commitment
Chakwas watched in bemusement as the bubbly young couple from navigation confronted Shepard. The commander was clearly taken aback, but legally they were quite correct: as long as they were in the Terminus systems, she had the authority to marry them.
Massani wandered over to join her, and they shared a long-suffering glance about the follies of youth.
"So very young..." she murmured.
He grunted assent. "Think whatever they've got won't be real unless they charge off into some bloody huge commitment."
"Poor dears." The doctor sighed. "There are so many rewarding ways to live your life."
"Never been married, I take it?"
She chuckled. "Me? Of course not. Flings and dalliances, Mr. Massani." She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "Flings and dalliances."
The mercenary kept his eyes on the scene before them, but the side of his mouth twitched up in a smile.