[His mandibles flicker at the mention of Crichton's predicament, but the amusement stops at the sudden question.]
Uh. What?
[It's not the most coherent answer to a question ever.]
Were you... Were you into Noh?
[It's probably a stupid question. At this rate, who on the ship isn't? There's a sinking feeling in Garrus' stomach as he tries to keep his thoughts from spiraling too far downward. Even though he had spoken the words about not having to be exclusive, he's still not quite ready for Noh-Varr to tell him that he's found another lover.]
Not... Not really sure I'm following.
[Maybe it's something else. He might as well get things clarified before he starts stressing.]
no subject
Uh. What?
[It's not the most coherent answer to a question ever.]
Were you... Were you into Noh?
[It's probably a stupid question. At this rate, who on the ship isn't? There's a sinking feeling in Garrus' stomach as he tries to keep his thoughts from spiraling too far downward. Even though he had spoken the words about not having to be exclusive, he's still not quite ready for Noh-Varr to tell him that he's found another lover.]
Not... Not really sure I'm following.
[Maybe it's something else. He might as well get things clarified before he starts stressing.]