Jack listened. She gave a low whistle between her teeth. The sense of what she was getting felt all too familiar. Not one person with the power. Not all at once. The Reaper War had taken months and ripped the galaxy to less than half of the population. Extinction events: any galaxy's worst party.

"Surviving's hard," she acknowledged. She knew what survivor guilt was. She'd seen it on the faces of everyone she cared about. Kaidan told her that she had her share but she didn't know which feeling that actually was. Feelings other than anger were still too new. "When you woke up, you were you again?" That had to be better. Right?