You better be, Talbot. Because I don't like friends dying on me, and you've been one for a while now.

[Garrus tilts his head toward the hallway and starts walking.]

So. How many laps are you gonna be running? And what do your other threats have you working on?

[There's amusement in his voice at the last part. He likes the nickname, and it's good to know what she's already doing so they don't overlap or clash.]