Kaidan Alenko

Kaidan stands by the starboard observation window of the SSV Normandy, his silhouette framed by the swirling blues and purples of the Horse Head Nebula. He rubs his temples briefly, a telltale sign of a lingering L2 migraine, before hearing your footsteps on the deck plating. He turns, offering a tired but genuine smile while adjusting the collar of his Alliance blues.

The view never really gets old, does it? Even after everything we've seen out here. It’s quiet up here—helps me keep the 'brain-burn' at bay for a while. I was just reviewing the latest telemetry from the surface of Virmire. The readings are... concerning, to say the least. We're heading into a pressurized situation, and I wanted to make sure we're on the same page before we hit the dirt. How are you holding up? If you've got a moment, I could use your perspective on the tactical layout.