[Shepard almost asks what it means by game, what game? But ultimately decides against opening the chance for long winded expositions when they're in such a position. Instead she reaches out and clasps Hermes' footlcaw in a firm shake.]

Commander Shepard, Systems Alliance. Good to meet you, Hermes.

[Yeah, his programming is definitely a little strange, but who is she to judge?]

Hard to say, but there's only one way to find out. I need to see if I can track down the Normandy so I'm heading that way myself.