[01] video; day 14; evening

[holdsontofaith]

[A young Indian woman (no older than twenty) with golden eyes is staring into the camera only being obscured occasionally by long, blood red hair. She is breathing audibly at even pace which suggests she's running. You can guess what from and to where. Even so she's perfectly polite as she addresses the feed.]

Good evening, I am Lieutenant Lilith

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[femshep]

[...Lieutenant. That's promising.]

If you need cover fire, just say the word.

[She knows you can't shoot the ghosts, but those aren't the only things out and about in the evening, even today.]

[holdsontofaith]

[This is a pleasant surprise.] Thank you. I only hope it doesn't come to that.

[femshep]

It always does. It's just a matter of where and when.

[holdsontofaith]

I would like to be optimistic about our situation but, you are likely right.

[A beat.] I'm sorry. I haven't asked for your name yet. May I?

[femshep]

Shepard. Commander Shepard, but I don't think that means much here.

[holdsontofaith]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Commander. It may not give you authority but, I certain the others will respect you more for it.

[She already does. This woman is capable and willing to help.]

[femshep]

Well, here's to hoping.

[Back to the fact that Lilith sounds like she's running, though:]

And here's to you not getting shut out for the night because you wasted time making smalltalk with the first soldier you tripped over.

[holdsontofaith]

I can manage to move and speak at the same time. It doesn't slow me down.

[Literally. She can do this all day.] If you rather I didn't we can speak again once I arrive.

[femshep]

If it works for you, be my guest. I just didn't want that on my conscience.

[holdsontofaith]

My fate is my own. Please don't worry about it.

[femshep]

Whatever you say. Just remember my offer.

[holdsontofaith]

I won't forget.