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If Legion had to put its approximation of Operative Lawson’s feelings into one word, it would simply be … angry.

“Shepard-Commander did not give us formal restrictions in regards to Normandy’s security.” Legion’s head paneling clicks and shifts upward.

“Do you wish to recommend restrictions?”

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Damn it Shepard. She should have known that the commander wouldn’t have told the geth not to go touching things that shouldn’t be touched. She can feel the beginnings of a headache forming behind her eyes, and she brings one hand up to rub at her nose bridge.

“Yes. I wish to recommend restrictions on everything in the ship.”

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“Miranda.” With a sigh, Shepard met the other woman’s gaze, “I don’t trust Jack anymore than you do. But we’re on a dangerous mission; that calls for dangerous people.”

She leaned her palms on the table that stood in the center of the Normandy’s debriefing room. “You have to admit, she doesn’t have any good reasons to trust Cerberus. Neither do I, for that matter.”

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Eyes roll as she leans away from the table, her arms crossing over her chest. Typical Shepard, being an annoyance and not listening to reason. At least the Cerberus operative could take a small amount of comfort in knowing that she’d likely get to tell the commander ‘I told you so’.

For now though, she’ll have to deal with being annoyed. “We brought you back to life, Shepard. You have access to our files and know most of our secrets. How can you not trust us?”

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“I believe you can. I’m looking for information.”

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He quirked a brow before asking in an equally snarky tone, “It can’t be both?” Shepard crossed his arms before answering, “Need you in the ground team for this mission.”

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“And if I don’t want to?” Her voice is cold as she turns her gaze back on the report she had been writing for the Illusive Man. She had better things to than follow the commander around like a lost puppy.

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“Well, isn’t the saying, ‘Turn the other cheek?’” Amusement colors his features as he steps inside. He’s learned his lesson—mostly. “No, I can take a hint, Miss Lawson. I just have a few…accommodations requests. If that’s not too much to ask.”

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She nearly throws her datapad at him, wanting to wipe away the amusement just oozing from his features. If only she could kick him off the ship and be done with it, though she doubts Shepard would give her a moment’s rest for it. “From you it is. But I might be able to make one or two slight adjustments.”

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“No. No. Definitely not. I refuse to allow a baby krogran into my room.”

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Arms crossed, the operative tries to stare the geth down, though she can tell it’s not working. It doesn’t even look sorry (if a machine can even feel such things). Teeth grinding together, she leans back on one leg and lets her glare intensify. “You’re touching things on this ship you shouldn’t be. I want to know why.”

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Eyes narrowing, nostrils flaring, she meets the commander’s gaze head on. Miranda knows she is right about this, Jack is a ticking time bomb and she wants the other woman off the ship. “You’re making a mistake letting her stay here. One that might involve you dead.”

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“Is there a problem, Commander?” Lifting her gaze from her datapad, she gives Shepard a deadpan stare. Why did the man always find the worst time to interrupt her? “Or are you just here to annoy me?”

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“-Quill.” She barely raises her gaze to the other, a faint lingering taste of disgust on her lips. “Come for another punch?”

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