[He doesn't know if he wants to talk about it, really, but he had invited her out here and nothing else is helping. Maybe talking will.]

I left him.

[He can't regret it and yet he does. It had to happen. There hadn't been a way to move forward that wasn't going to hurt one or the both of them more, but already Garrus misses the way he could just curl up with the Kree and talk. His choice had taken that from both of them.]

I love him. And he wasn't going to return that. All I... All I could have done was prolong things until there was nothing left to prolong.

[A slow decline that would have left all of the memories tasting like ash. At least he could still hold on to them, this way.]