"Well, we wouldn't want to get lost, now, would we?" Shepard's face isn't nearly so inscrutable to the average human as a Turian's can be; but she's got a good poker face. He doesn't want them with him? Well then, only one answer to that, "After all, Singularity's not dangerous to us. We wouldn't even know what too close looks like."
The hopeful tension drained out of the outlaw a little further with every word, until he was, finally, a pale and subdued, beaten man. No more struggle, all done-with.
'Sure. Sure, that makes... makes sense.'
With significant effort, Shepard resists the urge to roll her eyes; every now and again you got idiots like this one, people who thought that setting her up for tacit loyalty and rapid betrayal would be the winning move. The only difference between a duplicitous Eclipse merc and this man was that he was going to see another couple of miles of badlands before he died.
"Alright, then," Spotting her dropped hat, Shepard bent to pick it up, shook out the dust, and then hefted her pack back up onto her shoulders. Was she concerned, during any of this, that the bandit might come at her, or try anything? Was she worried at all about the man's capability for violence? "Get walkin'. Daylight isn't gonna last forever."
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"Well, we wouldn't want to get lost, now, would we?" Shepard's face isn't nearly so inscrutable to the average human as a Turian's can be; but she's got a good poker face. He doesn't want them with him? Well then, only one answer to that, "After all, Singularity's not dangerous to us. We wouldn't even know what too close looks like."
The hopeful tension drained out of the outlaw a little further with every word, until he was, finally, a pale and subdued, beaten man. No more struggle, all done-with.
'Sure. Sure, that makes... makes sense.'
With significant effort, Shepard resists the urge to roll her eyes; every now and again you got idiots like this one, people who thought that setting her up for tacit loyalty and rapid betrayal would be the winning move. The only difference between a duplicitous Eclipse merc and this man was that he was going to see another couple of miles of badlands before he died.
"Alright, then," Spotting her dropped hat, Shepard bent to pick it up, shook out the dust, and then hefted her pack back up onto her shoulders. Was she concerned, during any of this, that the bandit might come at her, or try anything? Was she worried at all about the man's capability for violence? "Get walkin'. Daylight isn't gonna last forever."
No, she is not.