Garrus gets a nod at the smart move comment, mostly because Claude's relieved this was a good move for both of them. And as the other resumes shooting, all those bolts hit true. Range will work out nicely for both of them.

Even if now being at a range doesn't quite explain the feeling Claude has about there having been more corpses around originally than there seem to be now. Something which works out in their favor when the job's to take them out, but he offers Garrus a quick shake of his head. "It seems like it, but I could've sworn there were more a second ago. Guess we've taken down more of the group than we realized, huh?"

Hopefully. He's not eager to find out if this is some other illusion on top of the others he's been experiencing lately. That thought gets shoved firmly aside as he takes another shot and one more of the remaining bodies falls to the ground, and them having a clear (or clear enough) lead over their 'competition' is enough for Claude to sink back into a bit of banter now that things aren't quite so potentially dire. "You feel like sharing what your number is now, or are you gonna make me wait until they're all down?"