[...what just happened. That's as creepy as fuck and Garrus feels something entirely primitive in his own self at the instinctual gut reaction to the way Corvo just moved. The sound that had gone with it, the scent... Nothing in Corvo's file had prepared Garrus for that.

For a moment after Corvo has asked the question Garrus doesn't even realize the guy spoke. Then he hears it and his brain catches up.

Garrus could lie. Say they didn't have vendettas. But that's not his way. That, and he's lousy at lying.]

We do. Though we don't rely on luck to settle it. We pretty much just shoot whomever was the problem. Or we saw as the problem. Don't really have much faith in luck at all.

[Turians had faith in themselves.]