There was a faint cough off to one side as Mordin struggled to his feet. They had been undergoing repairs to the Normandy, he remembered, after the ordeal with the Collectors. He flicked some goop from his fingers, his mind righting itself as quickly as it could as it began running through options. The goop, the pods. All seemed to indicate further Collector involvement. But the Collectors had been destroyed. Besides, it shouldn't have been possible to sneak up on the Normandy in such a fashion. Hm. There were other beings obviously experiencing similar disorientation. Collectors were out as a possibility then, especially considering appearance of at least one alien species he didn't recognize. Ah. A familiar face (vaguely). Gunnery Chief Ashley Williams, former colleague of Shepard's. Good. Would have to acquire weaponry and clothing soon (nudity not important though) in order to--

Hm. A voice. A purpose. Fascinating. He'd have to learn more. For now, though...

"Gunnery Chief Williams."