When everyone else is yelling, it tends to blend in.

[Or when you're fighting giant space terrors. Husks and Reapers make enough noise for a whole army on their own.]

[His head tilts, a slightly confused flutter of mandible against his jaw.]

Sailor? No - we're on a starship. If you know that that is? [Because a whole lot of people here don't seem to.]

[By turian standards? Garrus is an open book right now. He's "grinning", or his peoples' version of it. Body language amused and open.]

Secret alien power. [Now that is bullshit.]