You don't know that. [It's both such an uncharacteristically silly, frivolous thing, and at the same time... just so Garrus. The same man who'd spend thousands of man-hours on firing-solution calibrations really would put this much meticulous attention into date-night plans. Into making her smile.] Could be one of these poor summoned bastards is a world-class dancer.
[It's working, too; she can't seem to stop. This is going to be a disaster, inevitably, he's actually leading her out onto the dance floor, and Shepard still can't help but want to laugh about it.]
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[It's working, too; she can't seem to stop. This is going to be a disaster, inevitably, he's actually leading her out onto the dance floor, and Shepard still can't help but want to laugh about it.]