[ 'Shepard wouldn't betray Garrus.' Noh-Varr learned very quickly that when the question is betrayal, there are never any absolutes. At one point in his life he knew, without the shadow of a doubt, that the Supreme Intelligence would never betray one of its own. Only it had. Norman Osborn had used and tricked him. Captain America had turned on him in his moment of weakness. He'd deserved it for his naivete.
How can he tell Garrus that he doesn't want to be a bridge, either? But that he would choose a thousand times over to be burnt than to take Garrus down with him.
He doesn't like talking about these stories. They raise too many painful truths he'd rather not consider. Instead, he turns his body in toward Garrus', tucking his head beneath the Turian's chin. Twined like this, he can't even bring himself to feel discomfort at the hard plating. The bed is soft enough and his body tired enough. ]
I'm already here, you big dork. [ Said with affection. It's hard not to be affectionate in the face of those cute, twitching mandibles. ] Where else would I go?
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How can he tell Garrus that he doesn't want to be a bridge, either? But that he would choose a thousand times over to be burnt than to take Garrus down with him.
He doesn't like talking about these stories. They raise too many painful truths he'd rather not consider. Instead, he turns his body in toward Garrus', tucking his head beneath the Turian's chin. Twined like this, he can't even bring himself to feel discomfort at the hard plating. The bed is soft enough and his body tired enough. ]
I'm already here, you big dork. [ Said with affection. It's hard not to be affectionate in the face of those cute, twitching mandibles. ] Where else would I go?
[ Predictably, he'll be asleep in moments. ]