[The expression on her face is soft, grateful. Another moment would have seen her face harder, fiercer, but not now. She's too tired to play games.]

Thank you, Garrus. Are you going to drop the bomb on me that you're some kind of weapons master too, though? Because in those arenas? It's not just powers. It's weapons. Swords, spears, knives, knuckles, whatever man. It's... fucking medieval.