Garrus' repertoire of human curses is probably as varied as anyone else on the Normandy anymore. But he definitely has his choices - and the word he utters right then normally isn't one of them. This isn't a normal situation, though. Far from it. First, this place makes her relive Alchera, and now this? What the hell is wrong with it? What the hell is going on?
He doesn't need her to elaborate. He saw the aftermath. The whole ship had. He'd known then, deep down in his bones, the literal explosion had been the last choice. It meant all other options failed. Shepard was a lot of things - a lot of them explosive - but not with that many lives... why the hell force her to see it again?
"Right. Grab my shoulder." Conveniently, the place he has clothing - not that he's put that together yet. Why would he? It's too absurd. "Hang on and I'll stand." Once he gets his arm around her.
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Garrus' repertoire of human curses is probably as varied as anyone else on the Normandy anymore. But he definitely has his choices - and the word he utters right then normally isn't one of them. This isn't a normal situation, though. Far from it. First, this place makes her relive Alchera, and now this? What the hell is wrong with it? What the hell is going on?
He doesn't need her to elaborate. He saw the aftermath. The whole ship had. He'd known then, deep down in his bones, the literal explosion had been the last choice. It meant all other options failed. Shepard was a lot of things - a lot of them explosive - but not with that many lives... why the hell force her to see it again?
"Right. Grab my shoulder." Conveniently, the place he has clothing - not that he's put that together yet. Why would he? It's too absurd. "Hang on and I'll stand." Once he gets his arm around her.