[well, that makes two of them who sound like shit.]
Fortunately. They really do like to keep us on our toes, don't they.
- do you drink at all? Or if not, would you be opposed to a meeting of sorts, where a man decides to get piss drunk in a well-deserved alcoholic break?
[Most of the time Garrus would pull back. Turians aren't that tactile. Beyond that, it seems almost like he's admitting to weakness. But he lets Zelos touch his face anyway, and Garrus looks down as he does, almost relaxing.]
Had nanites, ran into someone that works there.
[He steps back, now, pulling away from the touch and giving room for Zelos to come in if he wants. The guy is strange... but he seems to be good at heart, from what Garrus has seen.]
Did you want to come in, or was it a passing visit?
As a thief, I follow and I listen. I learn what I can take and what I can't. As someone who lived on the streets, it taught me how to be smarter than everyone.
Playing games made you smarter? Or did it make you think you were smarter as you gave people just a part of the picture and of course they didn't get the rest?
[ not. but she doesn't say that she feels if they were being geared to succeed, there would be more constructive notice. if they're not, or if "success" does not matter in one way or another, if they are as disposable as she believes... then it all makes sense.
try as hard as they can, and break themselves in the process. the ones who stand up after that are the ones kept on, and they're already jaded or devoted enough not to care what shit comes down the line. survivors. it's what they all need to be. ]
[Dropping his hand he tilts his head the slightest, thinking. ...What could it hurt?]
...I'll come in. I've been meaning to ask you something.
[Stepping in he looks around taking in the rover. Even before he was on Gray he never spent much time in the one he'd been assigned. He can't say he's much used to these vehicles at all.]
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