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[It's doubtful anyone in the Keep has seen a turian before. If not, here's your chance. The one in question is sitting on his bed... cot... thing, staring down at the journal in his hands. He looks a lot less exhausted -- since he just slept for days, but no less banged around.

Or maybe it's just how he always looks, considering one side of his face is scarred horrifically.]

I... think I was supposed to contact the local medic. Or have her contact me. I think. Everything's a little hazy still.

Sort of hoped I'd gotten cracked on the head... But I guess we don't get to be that lucky...

[Garrus scrubs a hand over his face.]

And I'm out of stims. Perfect.

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They're not letting you just starve, are they?

[Flip.. Shepard scans the other reply to his recording.

... Flip.]

What did she give you?

Edited 2011-04-16 06:43 (UTC)

Fortunately, no.

[A pause.]

... A box of medication. Looks more like some kind of cracker.

She gave you crackers.

[Shepard leans back in her cell's bed, massaging the bridge of her nose.]

... You still have your omnitool, right? Did you already check to see if it's safe for you?

Come see for yourself, if you want.

[He pauses, long enough to flick it on.]

... I'm not getting any readings. Nothing familiar, anyway.

Was about to get some shut-eye for the night, but I'd like to get a look at it, maybe see if it's something I would recognize.

[From Earth, that is.]

These... books ... can transmit visuals, right?

Hey, don't let me keep you up. I can manage another day or so.

[He flips through it for a moment.]

Maybe. I'd have to figure it out.

Don't have any pressing appointments to get to tomorrow. Keep me up all night long for all I care, just don't make me get up. Try holding one of the crackers up to the record?

[Garrus is a bro, she can joke with him how she wants, thank YOU Udina.]

Edited 2011-04-16 07:10 (UTC)

Since you insist, I'd be happy to keep you up in bed all night.

[... Garrus that sounds awful.]

Hang on.

[And suddenly! There it is. One of the little medicine things he was given, sitting in the palm of his hand.]

There, got it.

[That's because it WAS awful, Garrus.

But it makes her laugh and gets her shoulders shaking. Shepard hasn't had her funny bone very tickled these past few days.]

I, ah, have no idea what those are. Guess we're out of luck until you try it.

[He doesn't seem to notice, continuing on as if nothing happened.]

Think I should go for it?

[Shepard will let him off the hook... this once. The next time he leaves a gaping opening like he just did, she will be physically incapable of resisting.]

Unless you've found a cache of dextro-based rations somewhere, no. Here. I'll cross my fingers.

[Knowing Garrus, it won't be long before that happens.]

Not that I've found. Then again, I haven't really been looking. Unless I can search the grounds in my sleep.

Cross your fingers?

[Look up 'inevitability', Vakarian.]

Been patrolling in general but haven't found anything... useful.

[Odd? Nonsensical? Yes on both accounts. Useful? Hardly.]

It's a thing humans do when we're kids. Crossing our fingers is supposed to be for luck.

What did you find? Out of curiosity.

[He'll take any intel he can get, at this point.]

Guess that's easier with more fingers, huh?

[She snorts disapprovingly.] If I got started now, you really would keep me up all night, rascal.

[A second's silence hovers while she examines her splayed gloveless fingers, mentally comparing them to a turian's digits.]

You know, it's considered talented if a human can cross five fingers on one hand. What about your three?

Hey, isn't that what you wanted?

[There's a creak of armor as he leans back against a wall.]

Shepard, I only recently learned we were using air quotes. I'm not exactly sure what talented turian fingers would be.

God. Don't bring those up to me.

[Shepard's voice rises in pitch, affecting a nasal whine.] Ah, yes, air quotes. We have dismissed those claims.

Bastards.

[He can't help it, Garrus laughs, shaking his head, even if she can't see it.]

I'm with you on that. You'd think after saving their necks, they'd at least give us a little recognition.

But instead... air quotes. A whole new low.

Doesn't even begin to cover it.

But, hey. Maybe someday we'll all be big damn heroes.

You know... sometimes I wonder if it's even possible to be one, when you're around.

[She winces and coughs, turning her face away from the record and indulging in gladness that he can't see it.]

You manage just fine. You all do.

[Garrus is silent for a moment.]

... It means a lot to hear you say that, Shepard.

Come on, Garrus, you had to already know. The galaxy'd be Reaper fodder if I was doing this alone.

[Her voice is a bit on the strained side.]

[That makes him blink.]

... Yeah. I know. I...

Shepard, is everything all right?

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