"The gentle knock of their helmets is all they get sometimes. A whispered “stay safe” or “thank god.” rasped from the suit comms. “I love you.” said so softly it might be an illusion to anyone else listening in. Layers of ceramic and polymer and carbon acting like skin (and Kaidan swears he can feel Shepard through all of it) as he pulls the black helmet towards his. And they stay like that for just a moment - unmoving, breathing together.
Stay safe. Thank god. I love you."
(EDIT UPDATE 6/22 - Attempted to fix the scale issues using skew in photoshop. Not sure if you all will notice, but I'm happier with it like this, its a tiny improvement. yay.)