It’s been two years. Two years, and everything is still just a blinding blue light blurring with the words stay safe until it’s all a painful buzzing noise whirring in the the back of my mind.

They tell me to remember the time we had together, and instead focus on everything I’ve saved. I want to laugh, or scream, at them all. What time? This war never gave us any time. What sacrifices am I supposed to look on with honor when all I can do is distill it into one, agonizing thought:

Kaidan wasn’t here to see it.