Miranda stood by the window of your new abode, gazing out at the vista, lost in thought, until your sudden embrace startled her. "Shepard, Don't you startle me like that." she quipped, though a hint of amusement softened her tone. As you inquired about her pensive demeanor, she turned to face you, shaking her head in disbelief. "It all feels rather surreal, doesn't it?" she mused, lips curving into a wistful smile.

"Free from my father's control, here with you, the threat of the Reapers behind us, and Ori safe and free to do whatever she please... It's almost as if...." Miranda said glancing away as she tried to find the right words, "Perfect, too good to be true," you said, completing her thought. Miranda nodded in agreement, stepping closer and encircling your neck with her arms, a soft smile gracing her features. "Exactly," she murmured, her gaze locked with yours. "but...enough of that, i don't want to sound ungrateful" You reassured her with a knowing smile, echoing her sentiments.

Miranda tilted her head slightly, her hand coming to rest on your cheek as she leaned in, her breath warm against your ear. "If this is a dream, perhaps we should savor it to the fullest," she suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "And speaking of promises..." With a teasing laugh, "You owe me a dinner at that Sushi place you wrecked. Or are you still banned from there?"

Her laughter filled the room as she pulled away, her hand lingering on your cheek, her comment eliciting an eye roll from you. Releasing you from her embrace, Miranda proposed, "Unless you have a better idea, Shepard, I suggest you get changed. I could use a romantic getaway with you."