[Garrus glances over at the bottle before nodding. He'll find something it works with. Probably more than one something, and any dextro supplies are good to have here.]

Appreciate it. But you hadn't told me you'd tried something.

[It's weird. It's just food, and yet having something of his people known to even one other person feels... good. The only other dextro is gone, no one else here has ever been to Palaven, and there's a weird sense of isolation there even when he's among friends. Garrus would not be surprised to find out that he's far from the only person feeling like this, but at the same time that doesn't help. Sure, there's just one Kree here, one drell, one asari, one of this and one of that. It doesn't give them actual common ground. Just a common lack.]

You like it? I mean, the shipped stuff isn't gonna be as good as you can get back home, but it's not bad.

[And it's better than nutri-paste like he gets sometimes on ships. Garrus simply has to defend the homeworld's cooking, even if he's not the best turian ever.]