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Characters: Thane and Garrus
Location: Shepard's coma room
Planet: Coruscant
When: Monday
What: Thane is worried about Shepard, of course, but he's also pretty worried about how Garrus is taking this. The result: this log.
Rating: PG?
[Thane gave it a day before he headed back to Shepard's apartment. He had come the first night to drop off his ill-gotten medical device then left, not wishing to crowd the already crowded room with his silent presence. It was remarkable to see the impact Shepard had on those around her, how this large group of some of the finest fighters in their galaxy fretted over her unresponsive form. Like Kaidan Alenko, like the legendary Wrex, like Garrus. Like himself, perhaps. It had been a long time since he fretted.
He had done what he could for Shepard, now he wished to do what he could for Garrus. He had a bag with turian safe food- how he knew how to make it he hoped Garrus would not ask, he found that explaining these things to people of different professions was often met with disapproval. Still, it was edible and most likely not too unappealing. If he could not convince Garrus to leave for a time he would at least have this.
He knocks on the door, feeling strange with the bag in his hands, making him unable to comfortably fold his hands behind his back. Hm.]
Location: Shepard's coma room
Planet: Coruscant
When: Monday
What: Thane is worried about Shepard, of course, but he's also pretty worried about how Garrus is taking this. The result: this log.
Rating: PG?
[Thane gave it a day before he headed back to Shepard's apartment. He had come the first night to drop off his ill-gotten medical device then left, not wishing to crowd the already crowded room with his silent presence. It was remarkable to see the impact Shepard had on those around her, how this large group of some of the finest fighters in their galaxy fretted over her unresponsive form. Like Kaidan Alenko, like the legendary Wrex, like Garrus. Like himself, perhaps. It had been a long time since he fretted.
He had done what he could for Shepard, now he wished to do what he could for Garrus. He had a bag with turian safe food- how he knew how to make it he hoped Garrus would not ask, he found that explaining these things to people of different professions was often met with disapproval. Still, it was edible and most likely not too unappealing. If he could not convince Garrus to leave for a time he would at least have this.
He knocks on the door, feeling strange with the bag in his hands, making him unable to comfortably fold his hands behind his back. Hm.]