"There are four types of people who join the military. For some, it's a family affair, some are patriots who want to serve, and others just want a job."

You're standing in front of the new soldiers Shepard has entrusted you to train and teach your style. Young guys and a few girls stand in a couple rows in a straight stance, watching you give a short speech.

"And for some, it's a legitimate way to kill someone."

You chuckle quietly as you say those words, before Price enters the training area, and waves to you slightly when you notice each other. You give the new recruits a running assignment before walking up to John yourself.

"How are you, my buttercup?"

John smiles softly, patting you on the head as he watches the new soldiers run around the stadium, trying to outrun each other.