[He takes a breath, in and out, shifting slightly next to her.]

Drowning. I'm not... Not good in water. My people aren't. We're not built for it. So each time I go in, and each time...

[Garrus shakes his head. Each time he freezes up, feels sick, and the water covers him again. It's the panic he's most ashamed of, even more than the dying, but he can't seem to solve either of the issues.]

I mean, sooner or later I'll figure out how to manage the water thing. Not gonna be defeated by... that.