11 May 2188
Email Logged: 9:13 AM
You didn’t answer my last email, but I’m just going to assume that you’ve got paperwork up to your eyeballs or something. I hope everything’s good with you. You weren’t feeling too well the last time we talked. What’s going on? Catch me up when you’ve got a minute. Maybe I could catch a flight up there the next time I have a chance. New York’s not in great shape right now, as you’d imagine, but maybe if I talk to the big man Hackett he’d give me some time. I might have to drop some names, but hey. I miss my good old CO.
Don’t get me wrong when I say New York’s in bad shape. It’s getting better, a lot better. We’ve got housing up, we’ve got the water running and food supplies are getting steadier. The rubble’s almost gone. But there’s still so much to do. It’s not gonna happen overnight, it’s not gonna happen in a year. It’s gonna take time. But it’ll get done. The thing that we needed, and still continuously need, is hope. And we’ve got that. Shepard, you’re still giving people hope 8 months after it all ended. I hope you know that.
I don’t know where you’re at right now, or how you’re feeling, but I don’t care. I want to hear from you, okay? I’m worried about you. I know Sparks is too. When’s the last time you talked to her or Reegar? I’m not here to make you feel guilty. Actually it’s the opposite. I want you to know that we still care about you. And as long as you still care about us, we want to hear from you.
But anyway, New York’s a big place. Definitely different from Citadel Space, and it’s clearly not California… It’s getting warmer, though. I wish I could go back home. I don’t know. I want to be here and I want to be home and I want to be back on the Normandy all at once. I miss Esteban. Haven’t heard much from him lately.
All the N7 stuff is still kind of on hold, but I’ve been in talks with a couple of the guys up on the ladder. I can tell it’s the right choice for me. I can’t wait to get started when things start to get back in order again. I’m sure we’ll still be in touch when I start, but I’m excited. Good things to come. I never really thanked you for that talk, did I?
Did I tell you that I called Jack? Yeah, well, I did. She’s quite the feisty one. Not exactly one I’d bring home to mom but I’m not picky, right? Right.
I feel like I’m talking to a wall. Well, writing. I just hope you get this, and have the time to write back. Hackett told me you were doing alright, I saw him briefly yesterday. But I just want to hear for myself, I guess. How’s Alenko? Is he treating you right? I’ll come up there and kick his ass personally, if I need to. Don’t tell him I said that, though. I hope you’re taking care of yourself, so I don’t have to come up and kick your ass, too. I hope things have been going better. Fill me in soon, okay Lola? I miss you down here. Shoot me a message when you’ve got some time.