[Jack is waiting for her--dressed like a normal person, no less. He's in his own quarters, and seeing as how he and Shepard are familiar with each other to the point where she can recognize a photo of him in his early thirties, there's no further need for tactical gear.
Still, he checks the peephole (I decided there is a peephole) before he opens the door.]
Hey.
[There's a moment where he scans her to locate the picture on her person before he remembers his manners, stepping aside.]
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Still, he checks the peephole (I decided there is a peephole) before he opens the door.]
Hey.
[There's a moment where he scans her to locate the picture on her person before he remembers his manners, stepping aside.]
Come on in.