[Garrus snorts, ignoring the sting from that statement.]

Like hell I'd set her up with someone who won't get emotionally involved. I love her too much for that.

[He looks directly at Noh-Varr before his gaze goes back to the pictures and he changes it to one where Garrus is about five and holding a rifle almost as long as he is tall.]

That, and she likes them more rugged. You're too pretty-boy.