It turns out, in the future, everything looked a lot more complex than it should have. Ryan laughed, embarrassed that he had expected the lights to have been some kind of sensor... or something. Not just a light. As G and Ryan moved through the complex, checking new rooms and corridors for potential threats while planting the lights, Ryan decided to strike up a conversation. "So, is this weird at all for you, Lindsey and I being here? I mean, this whole galaxy is different than what I know and it's a bit hard to keep up with everything. I expected to wake up surrounded by asari, or turians or whatever... but I got you guys instead." he saw the look G shot him. Ryan slapped his forehead. "Shit, sorry. That came out wrong. I just feel like a house guest that's never going to leave and barely tolerated. Even walking through a structure my people built feels wrong. Mars used to be an inhospitable chunk of frozen iron-enriched dirt and rock. Now your people turned it into a tropical paradise of sorts and Earth's been devoured by the sun." he stopped to face G. "So, I'm not sure how to phrase this, but outside of doing assignments like this, I have no idea how I'm going to adapt to this whole new world and it kind of scares me."
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Lindsey smiled warmly. Quilh was a friendly, already familiar face and considering how much her life got turned upside down, being immersed in an alien culture was new and exciting, and it kept her from focusing on what was gone. "I appreciate that, Quilh. I spent most of my adult life studying other cultures and languages, so it's a bit of a comfort zone to help you and your people understand what's mine left behind. I'm not sure what you hope to find here on Mars, though. All the prothean data we obtained here we uploaded on the beacon and this is just a regular observation and analysis laboratory. I think you've already figured out your civilization is already thousands of years more advanced than anything in my cycle." She pointed out, seeing if she could activate a terminal.
To her surprise, it booted up. The Alliance apparently built things to last, and the entire structure was absurdly well preserved for such a long time period. "If this works, it could find us the information you may have been looking for, but it's been... God, I'm still wrapping my head around the amount of time that's past. I wouldn't hold my breath, something's probably failed over the years. But then again, it's worth a shot. The keypad worked just fine." Lindsey turned to look at Quilh. "This all seems wrong to me. There's no reason this structure should be this intact. Even before being terra formed, Mars was a very harsh climate and something would have been weathered away by the atmosphere or the sandstorms over tens of thousands of years. It almost feels like... this was planted here by someone else, you know?"