Cortana was standing in the conference room of the UNSC observing the beautiful scenery outside of the large window. With a soft sigh she faded away and appeared to her ally, crossing her arms.

“My seven years of service is almost up. If you somehow have some sort of idea how to extend my life span then I’d love to hear it.” She said calmly with a hint of worry in her tone. The end was inevitable, but she had faith in her friend.