Someone approaches you. It is your incarcerator, the mercenary Zaeed.
Got the little git good, didn't I?
You saved my life. I am very thankful. Although I do pity the batarian's life as well.
I take care of my
shipment. Guddamn batarians. Blue Suns too. They actually rammed into into the EVALSA like they were pirates at sea. Must've been desperate and insane. Absolute kooks! And they had a shipment of red sand on them. God knows how that blew up into the air. Been driving me insane, and by the looks of it, not just me. Good thing I had antitoxins handy.
Time's limited, so I'll cut is short for now, we're about to end up planetside. Follow me into the cockpit, safest place there is on the ship. Or so I'm told. We're about to find out.
As Zaeed talks you come to terms with just how bad a state the ship is in. You hear metal schreeches, accompanied by loud thumping and cracking noises. This ship is going down soon.
Poor EVALSA looks like its time for our final goodbye. You served me well all these years old friend, I won't forget you. Least I still got my Jessie, ey' girl?
We better get movin'.
(he nudges you with the end of his rifle, and you comply)