[You can't tell, because of...the helmet and everything, but Tali is 100% giving Garrus her best death glare.] It'd be a real pity if you suddenly got smacked in the face with my shotgun. Completely by accident, of course. A tragedy. Totally unavoidable.
[Then she shrugs, pulling up a schematic of the shopping district they're in.] Just another day on the Normandy. I don't think there are any merc groups who DON'T want us dead right now. [Some more frantic typing, then:] There! See, at the car dealership. Not too far, if we run.
[She scurries forward, then tosses him a glance over one shoulder.] Can you and your old knees keep up, Vakarian?
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[Then she shrugs, pulling up a schematic of the shopping district they're in.] Just another day on the Normandy. I don't think there are any merc groups who DON'T want us dead right now. [Some more frantic typing, then:] There! See, at the car dealership. Not too far, if we run.
[She scurries forward, then tosses him a glance over one shoulder.] Can you and your old knees keep up, Vakarian?