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[raptorcop]

[ Aboard the Normandy. Garrus has seen this go on far enough, and now that there's evidence huge waves of people are disappearing to the moon, and the general lack of chatter on the Nuadorian intranet...

He's knocking on the Commander's door again. ]

Shepard. I'd like to see you about something.

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[schaphirde]

[ Shepard's been keeping a wary eye on her own device, not entirely sure of what the next move ought to be in light of all these events. The repairs had finished weeks ago but the ship is somehow still dead to Joker's furious bafflement and counter to all the diagnostic reports, communications are apparently limited to the planet surface, and there's nothing close by in terms of colonists that would be able to help them. They're still effectively stranded.

Shepard hated being led around by the nose, but it was getting hard not to see the options that had been left highlighted in neon colors. That mountain was still in the distance.

She glances up sharply at the voice, and swears under her breath. As much as it's obvious that getting to this goddamn moon is apparently the only option for going forward in her own mission, she's worried about what it means for Garrus. ]

Come.

[raptorcop]

[ He enters, an entire speech on the tip of his narrow tongue, sees her expression, and settles back down again.

After a faintly awkward silence, he starts fresh. ]

I'm imagining you know why I'm here, Shepard. I'd like permission to go investigate that energy source for myself.

[schaphirde]

Denied.

You're going to be busy accompanying me on a mission to investigate that energy source.

[raptorcop]

... I was hoping you'd say that.