Karina

　　I woke up in a darkened room. The curtains were all pulled and not-so-soft snores came from the figure next to me. I glanced over and noticed Shepard with his chin on his chest, sleeping away. Thick white bandages were bound around his ribs.

　　What had happened?

　　I'd fallen, I remembered that bit. But the rest of that tale was like a dream. There was no possible way that he had called my name. He had refused to use it before.

　　I ...