[Her jaw goes a little slack, but who could blame her? Shepard is not an asari. She cannot share memories, link spirits or experience the dreams of people sleeping next to her. And with what they'd been up to last night, she'd think she would have noticed if he was secretly an asari himself.

The implications are. . . 'unsettling' is close, but too negative to be the word she's searching for. To show solidarity with Garrus while the cogs turn in her brain, Shepard sits up at last and lets her free hand touch his cheek. The unscarred one, simply because it's the one facing her.

No judging and certainly no laughing.]

That's. . . interesting. To put it lightly. Maybe it was something we ate, because I dreamed everything you did.