What. I like charades as much as the next conscripted murderer [which is to say no he actually hates charades but] but I'm beginning to question if you're really still alive. Can I be sure all you seniors aren't just ghosts from bullshit past?

[He waves his hand in front of Garrus's face.]

How many fingers am I holding up?

[All of them? This is not how you detect a poltergeist...]