The CIC was open. The raven was strutting around on the counter, telling Kaidan some sort of epic tale in a language even his universal translator couldn't decipher. Some of the translations it was coming up with were pretty funny, though.

Buzzy was flying in lazy circuits around the room, occasionally giving a tiny pirouette in the air for no reason except to do a tiny pirouette in the air.

Kaidan had spent a solid five minutes wondering just what the hell Vette had done to the keyboard. Which now had a scroll wheel embedded in it. His fingers, larger than hers, kept hitting it by accident while he was doing the end of month invoices. Even though it was annoying him at the moment, it was still clever as hell and he was proud of her for it.

He was proud of all three of the kids. They worked hard, they learned fast, and they did their best.

[Open, smol OCD]