Someone's pissed off that Shepard's gone to Ataraxion. Yep. Mom!alert.

[terminatefate]

Don't even try to fucking talk your way out of this.

[She stabs at her mun with an unlit cigarette, clearly blinding pissed off as she flicks her lighter.]

John is on that ship. You think I'm just gonna cool my heels here-- [The end of her cigarette glows red hot as she lights up, takes a drag, and then releases the smoke into her mun's face. Annoyed doesn't begin to describe her mood.] --when he's alone and unprotected on some giant heap of space junk?  We've been through this shit before.

Let's get something straight.

I'm going in.  Maybe it's not this time around, but soon.  It doesn't fucking matter how old he is, or what timeline he might be from, he's my son.  You're just gonna have to find your balls and strap them on.  Tell that space soldier to keep an eye on John in the meantime.

[She growls around her cigarette, smoke curling upward.]

Might give her a black eye on the way to the coffee pot in your goddamn head.  It should have been me, asshole.