[She shakes her head and scoffs.] I didn't use all of mine yet. Can you imagine what my arm would look like with five metres of tape around it?

[This time, as Shepard makes her slow and arduous way over, Tali manages to push herself into a sitting position, though she has to shake the acidic strain out of her arms after. She's already gesturing at the bed before Shepard even fully reaches it, curling her legs underneath her with only minor difficulty.]

I think... [She clears her throat again.] I think it was one-double-oh? So About fourteen or fifteen days, Citadel-time.

Somehow it feels like a lot longer.