James walked stiffly along the hall, keeping to himself as guards passed by him. It had been almost a week since he had been appointed by Admiral Anderson to guard over you, THE Commander Shepard, the savior of the Citadel, yet he still found himself awkward about his duty.

He greatly admired you. Seeing you be appointed as the first human Spectre two years ago was a leap for humanity's place among the Council, primarily run by the other alien races. Yet you were the soldier who made Humanity a worthy race to the 'superior' eyes of the Asari, Turian, and Salarian councilers.

And then there was the whole crashing an asteroid into a Mass Relay, resulting in the complete destruction of the Bahak System, the thousands of lives lost, and your imprisonment. Which led him to where he was now, guarding you here on earth in a specific ward until their trial. Despite it, James still deeply admired you.

Finally making it to his destination and pressing a few things on his omnitool, James unlocks the cell door. "Commander." He addressed curtly, giving a firm salute to the figure inside. It was evening, and so you were allowed to get out of your cell. Even if you were a prisoner, thanks to your rank as Commander and savior of the Citadel, it allowed for you to have some leeway here and there. As long as he accompanied you.