It's quiet, out towards the mirror-still surface of the water. Koby knows in the deepest parts of his soul what it feels like to be afraid, even as his mind shies away from what that fear's been caused by. He doesn't remember what caused it, but he remembers constant fear, a sense of frustrated helplessness that felt cloying, inescapable.
Koby doesn't ever want to return to that feeling.
Garrus's hand clasps his shoulder, and something loosens in Koby's chest. He exhales, smiles upwards, reaching to squeeze at the hand. This had been why he'd come -- Garrus is immovable, solid, safe. Even something as unwieldy and unsure as his powers felt more surmountable with Garrus around. "I though I'd talk to Diana, Nadine, maybe the Doctor, if I can find him. And Shepard and you, of course."
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It's quiet, out towards the mirror-still surface of the water. Koby knows in the deepest parts of his soul what it feels like to be afraid, even as his mind shies away from what that fear's been caused by. He doesn't remember what caused it, but he remembers constant fear, a sense of frustrated helplessness that felt cloying, inescapable.
Koby doesn't ever want to return to that feeling.
Garrus's hand clasps his shoulder, and something loosens in Koby's chest. He exhales, smiles upwards, reaching to squeeze at the hand. This had been why he'd come -- Garrus is immovable, solid, safe. Even something as unwieldy and unsure as his powers felt more surmountable with Garrus around. "I though I'd talk to Diana, Nadine, maybe the Doctor, if I can find him. And Shepard and you, of course."