[He watches Noh talk, listening, not surprised by the turn the Supreme Intelligence took but disappointed in it anyway. Clearly Noh-Varr had faith in it, and it betrayed him. And the point is clear. Shepard would not ever actually betray Garrus, wouldn't try to harm him, but trying to serve both her and the CDC is impossible.]
I do.
[His voice is just as quiet. It's not stupid to have faith, he feels, and his arm is tight around Noh-Varr. Of course someone would choose their people. It makes so much sense, especially with the connections they've made between the turians and the Kree. But faith can come around and bite you if it's blind, and Garrus' had been fairly blind.
Garrus' hand drops from Noh's jaw to take one of Noh's hands in his.]
She deserves better than to be let go, or to be treated like a bridge that needs to be burned. She's my friend, and we owe each other our lives dozens of times over. But on anything that's official, that's CDC...
[He takes a long breath, closing his eyes for a few moments.]
On anything official, I'll direct her to her team leads.
[It's what he has to do. It's been made very clear. And as he's an adult who knows how to recognize his duty when he sees it, he'll follow through with this. But he'll also tell her. Garrus can't let this blindside her, can't have her come to him for answers or help and have him turn her away suddenly.
His fingers thread through Noh-Varr's as he opens his eyes and looks back into the deep green ones staring up at him. Noh is beautiful, all the more so to Garrus for not only listening and not judging what Garrus considers his biggest failure, but sharing in return, opening up about his own failure. That's never easy, ever, and he feels like some of the weight is off of his shoulders. There's still plenty to do. He has to talk to Shepard, he has to make up for what he's done, but he's got support.]
Lay down with me?
[And he's also got a tiny bit of pride for that coming out like that and not "sleep with me," because knowing his mouth and his ability to blurt out the wrong thing at the wrong time, it wouldn't have been a surprise to either of them.]
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I do.
[His voice is just as quiet. It's not stupid to have faith, he feels, and his arm is tight around Noh-Varr. Of course someone would choose their people. It makes so much sense, especially with the connections they've made between the turians and the Kree. But faith can come around and bite you if it's blind, and Garrus' had been fairly blind.
Garrus' hand drops from Noh's jaw to take one of Noh's hands in his.]
She deserves better than to be let go, or to be treated like a bridge that needs to be burned. She's my friend, and we owe each other our lives dozens of times over. But on anything that's official, that's CDC...
[He takes a long breath, closing his eyes for a few moments.]
On anything official, I'll direct her to her team leads.
[It's what he has to do. It's been made very clear. And as he's an adult who knows how to recognize his duty when he sees it, he'll follow through with this. But he'll also tell her. Garrus can't let this blindside her, can't have her come to him for answers or help and have him turn her away suddenly.
His fingers thread through Noh-Varr's as he opens his eyes and looks back into the deep green ones staring up at him. Noh is beautiful, all the more so to Garrus for not only listening and not judging what Garrus considers his biggest failure, but sharing in return, opening up about his own failure. That's never easy, ever, and he feels like some of the weight is off of his shoulders. There's still plenty to do. He has to talk to Shepard, he has to make up for what he's done, but he's got support.]
Lay down with me?
[And he's also got a tiny bit of pride for that coming out like that and not "sleep with me," because knowing his mouth and his ability to blurt out the wrong thing at the wrong time, it wouldn't have been a surprise to either of them.]