"Well," She has to admit that, yeah, that might be a step too far. But still, it was ridiculous; he was just a helpless little guy! They ought to have kept him from falling through the cracks, literally or otherwise, "No, but. C'mon, Garrus. It's not right."

It isn't! But the laughter in his tone, the comforting presence at her back, that's soothing her ruffled feathers, despite herself.

"...Now I'm imagining him setting himself up as a miniature vigilante. Thanks for that."