He catches that flat look out of the corner of his eye, and his face flexes in a grin. Even gives a brief laugh in answer. Oh yeah, he nailed this. But overall, he doesn't look away from the hall in general. Best to keep an eye out.

At least until "multitask flirting".

Then he has to look over at Dean, then Shepard. Just for a second. "We were flirting? That was flirting? I wasn't even trying."

Does he sound proud of himself? Just a bit. Just a little bit. Then it's back to work. Back to his full attention on the hall. Which turns out to be just in time. The figures lurch into motion at the same time the sounds build to something he has to wince at. It's too loud. It's too damn loud and he swears he hears -

Biotic light blooms and it's into motion he goes. The crossbow thwacks, and the force of the bolt hitting home drives the wax figure back into a wall, taking at least one of others with it. Pinning the first there like a bug. One comes up on his left, jerkily reaching for where Dean is reciting the words. Garrus drives a bony elbow into its wax face, then kicks it down the hall.

"I just said it was classy!" he calls back. "I didn't say I wanted to!"

In a move Wrex would be proud of, he promptly smashes his head into another wax figure. Glancing back to check on Dean's progress.