As a soldier of the Star Alliance and a Ghost of the Citadel, Shupard had been through countless battles, and thought she'd seen it all, yet now... Shupard had to admit, this was something new for her.
"Wow, Natsuse, look, this thing is so interesting..."
"Nobiru, don't mess with other people's things..."
"Illya, let's go to the bar for a drink!"
"Huh? We can't drink alcohol..."
"So this is how they throw out trash... Hmm... it doesn't feel very eco-friendly..."
The Normandy now resembled a large children's playground. The little girls were running around, jumping up and down, darting everywhere. Shupard could only watch in speechless disbelief.
"Sorry about that, Commander Shupard."
Fang Zheng, in a formal suit and holding a wine glass, sat on a chair nearby, petting a kitten in his lap and smiling at her.
"These kids mean no harm, they're just... curious."
"I understand... it's no big deal."
