"… Can’t exactly blame them, Commander, though I’m sure they’ll realize I’m better out in the field soon enough." Nihlus sighed, shrugging his shoulders slightly as his hands dropped to his side. "I’m sorry to hear that. It’s… Frustrating to know that all of this is happening and I can’t do a thing to help."
"Cerberus may be a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them. Another attack so soon after the first - or another one at all - is highly unlikely." Shepard knew the Illusive Man never acted without a plan, and considering Udina was dead now he had no real way of reaching the Council. "Here’s hoping they’ll pull their heads out of their asses and send you on your way soon."
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"Ah, Commander Shepard, my ‘protégé.’" The turian smirks with wide mandibles, folding his arms to his chest. "How are things out there? I’m itching to leave the Citadel, but my duty lies with the Council for the time being."
"Nihlus," he greeted with a curt nod. "Things are as bad as you’re hearing. Worse in some places. What’s the Council got you tied here for? They afraid Cerberus is gonna come for their heads again or somethin’?"