"You do not have to like someone to understand them." He shook his head, finishing off the rest of the drink in one last, long gulp. His body was still so unused to alcohol that it didn't take much to soften the edges of things. Just enough to tolerate Katsa's particular brand of petulance. "And like it or not, we are on the same side."

Something even he had found hard to swallow in the past. Humans and asari and turians, all relatively equal and fighting his old war? Sometimes he thought he'd actually died in that stasis pod, and the entire thing was some dying hallucination or punishment.