[Garrus looks down, delaying his answer slightly. He hates being vulnerable, hates it with a passion, but he hates what was done to him even more. If he can help someone else with it, maybe find a way to use it, then all right.]

Yes.

[A beat.]

It wasn't just the suffocation. I knew it was temporary and it didn't matter because everything was pain. I was hit in the face with a missile and I've never hurt as much in my life as I did today.

[And the same was true for some of his kids, some of his leapfrogs, one of his oldest friends, and very likely his lover as well.]