[The insomnia isn't new. Getting sleep before running through the Omega-4 Relay had been like pulling teeth; after coming back through, it had somehow been worse (there had been personnel drops to make, reports to write - if she was going back to the Alliance, she'd be as ready as she could for the questions that would inevitably come). Before that, after Horizon - not for any reason except for the imagined hum of internal hardware courtesy The Illusive Man and Miranda Lawson (is what Shepard's sure of; that she'd swear by); Saren and Illos, patrolling geth space knowing they weren't doing what needed to be done; after Akuze. Shepard can remember bouts of it at NSchool after running field exercises for 48 hours, when sleep should have been her body's first priority. At this point, she assumes it's hard wired. The loss of Thessia is just the newest iteration in a longstanding pattern.
Luckily it's an easy thing to keep quiet on the Normandy where the only thing dividing rack time from work time is a watch change. She spends nearly an hour down in the shuttle bay going over requisitions when she should be asleep without anyone seeming to be the wiser. In fact it's only when she makes her way up to the crew deck, intending to get herself a cup of burned coffee (Alliance, standard issue), that she starts to think it might've been better to just go crawl into the stack of paperwork she has waiting for her in her quarters.]
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Luckily it's an easy thing to keep quiet on the Normandy where the only thing dividing rack time from work time is a watch change. She spends nearly an hour down in the shuttle bay going over requisitions when she should be asleep without anyone seeming to be the wiser. In fact it's only when she makes her way up to the crew deck, intending to get herself a cup of burned coffee (Alliance, standard issue), that she starts to think it might've been better to just go crawl into the stack of paperwork she has waiting for her in her quarters.]