[He's only ever heard her voice waver twice before. When she told Legion that the answer to their question was yes, and when they found her father's body. Garrus isn't prepared for her to sound like this even though he should have been, and he stares at her wishing that there was something, anything he could give.

Then she starts crying.]

You wouldn't have. You wouldn't have, and we knew it. There wasn't a question. Even the admirals knew it, you were just a prop. A piece as some sought war. They didn't...

[Her helmet's off and he has to be careful. There can't be any contact with her face or skin. But Garrus can stand and put his free arm around her to gently bring her closer.]

I'm sorry, Tali. I'm sorry.

[She's always been strong, this tiny quarian. But strength doesn't mean you never face loss and you never cry. For as long as she needs him here, he'll be here.]