This lab felt safer than Maelon's. Small, quiet and pleasant. That is, once the salarian physician finally stopped thinking aloud.

Mordin excused himself to talk to Shepard, which left her alone with a mire of thoughts, legs hugged up to her broad chestplate. Not long after, the door opened again, and in peeked an unfamiliar face... part of the crew, perhaps?

She chuckled deeply. "You may enter, human. Even if I wanted to, I'm in no condition to harm anyone. Least of all a friend of Shepard's."