Phillip hadn't noticed his own slouch, he hadn't been proud of himself for a while now to merit the pose anyways. Why not change that now? He stood taller now, head level to his shoulders and listening to Shepard's words.

"I understand and I'll keep my word," he stated in a tone that used to be managerial, stronger than who he became after the five years of hell. Maybe fighting for something wouldn't be an exercise in tragedy and make something out of this second chance at life. If there was one thing Phil did right, it was keeping his word, even if it got him killed.