[Good instincts on the seating choice, Ferdinand.]
I'm in time out. [For calling out bullshit, but she's not angry enough to use those exact words - not to Ferdinand. Not to one of her cadets.] I went slightly too above and beyond.
[The scratch of the brush hums between them a moment longer and then she withdraws it, setting it aside (exactly aligned with the tool nearest it) and takes a moment to blow the last few broken particles from the weapon component before she lays it neatly into the row of other clean pieces. She takes up the next, a cloth in her spare hand and resumes the weapon maintenance with a kind of rhythmic, ritualistic practice. If Shepard has any kind of religion, it's this.]
no subject
I'm in time out. [For calling out bullshit, but she's not angry enough to use those exact words - not to Ferdinand. Not to one of her cadets.] I went slightly too above and beyond.
[The scratch of the brush hums between them a moment longer and then she withdraws it, setting it aside (exactly aligned with the tool nearest it) and takes a moment to blow the last few broken particles from the weapon component before she lays it neatly into the row of other clean pieces. She takes up the next, a cloth in her spare hand and resumes the weapon maintenance with a kind of rhythmic, ritualistic practice. If Shepard has any kind of religion, it's this.]