No, this isn't private. Red is a dinosaur.

[screeee]

York! Have found good female partner for you. Strong, smart. Has guns. Will make very good human-chicks. Should start courting right away. Name is Shepard.

Comments

[savor_last_shot]

I... don't think Commander Shepard would be interested.

[Because Garrus doesn't like to transmit his relationship details all over the extranet.]

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[cmdr_renegade]

[Fortunately face-palming is silent, though her amusement probably isn't.]

You know, Garrus, I gotta say. You're the only person I would consider hunting turtles with.

I mean that.

[She's silent for a minute and then pings him with a picture of a turtle, hastily grabbed off the local extranet.]

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[savor_last_shot]

[There's a moment of silence.]

...well. It looks... small.

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[cmdr_renegade]

Generally, yeah.

[A pause.]

Though, that hunting trip is one hell of an idea. That is, if you don't mind bigger game than--[She clears her throat.]--those.

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[savor_last_shot]

Yeah. Sure.

[Beat.]

If we make it back to the Normandy. And we survive the Collectors.

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[cmdr_renegade]

Don't sound so uncertain, Garrus.

This isn't the first impossible situation we've been in and I'll be damned if it's the last.

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[savor_last_shot]

I know. It's why I'd fellow you to Hell and back.

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[cmdr_renegade]

Good. I hear the hunting is fantastic, this time of year.