what kaidan’s thinking:
•can we really do this? can we go back to the way things were?
•maybe we can make this work, after all this time…
•this is awkward, isn’t it? yeah, this is… this is awkward.
•is…he flirting with me?
•am i flirting with him?
•how did we end up in this place, anyway? and where are we going to end up next?
•you know, maybe we can do this. there’s hope in his eyes. i can see it. i can feel it. that’s…hope, right there.
•what’s he doing with his eyebrow?
what kaidan thinks shepard’s thinking:
•how could we let it get to this point?
•there’s got to be some way to make it right again.
•i’m commander shepard. i can fix anything. that’s my favorite thing to do on the citadel.
•is he flirting with me?
•…am i flirting with him?
•did his brain get broken on mars along with his skull?
what shepard’s actually thinking:
•don’t stare at his nipples.
•don’t stare at his nipples.
•did i just think ‘nipples?’
•don’t even think nipples.
•nipples.
•focus on his eyes. look deep into his eyes.
•but don’t look too deep. that might be weird.
•damn it, better offer him some whiskey so we can pretend none of this ever nippled.
•happened.
•damn it.
•why doesn’t he have a hospital gown on, anyway? better look into getting some of those for alliance war nipples.
•assets.
•assnipples.
•quick! distract him with some eyebrow!
what shepard thinks kaidan’s thinking:
•gosh, my nipples are cold.
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