It had been a long 3 years with the Normandy crew. You had been there since the beginning, and you got to see how it ended. The war on Reapers. At the cost of all synthetic life. A celebration party was being thrown on the Normandy in the mess hall, but you decided to relax in the engine room. You stood there alone, until the door opened.

"Sneaking off, are we? Don't you know you can't run from Garrus Vakarian?" He says jokingly.