...Right. Let's revisit that when I'm not freshly back from the dead and still looking for my pants.

[Having a conversation with the ship is proving as awkward as it ever is, but since 'awkward' is where Kaidan lives and breathes half the time, he plunges onward.]

So, a millennia and a half. Have you been able to isolate the reason for the break in contact? I know when we, ah, last spoke there were some issues with your systems. I've been trying to bring you back online.