My priority is Rannoch. [She knows Garrus is trying to help, knows he means well and that every part of him must be raging against this just as she is. But she's not him. She has her own blacks and whites, and they're not necessarily like his.] None of my people have to do this while I'm here. None of them have to deal with this. Because I'm doing it for them.

[She grabs for the curtain rail over her bunk and stands with difficulty - but she wants to look him full in the face for this.]

I'm a quarian. If I have to break for the Migrant Fleet, I'll do it. If I have to give up who I am, I'll do it. [The last words blurt out before she can even stop them, before she can think them. They're low, and intense, and the very sound of them surprises her.]

And if I have to destroy planets for them, I'll do it.

[She has to look down then, look away from his face. She's afraid, suddenly, of what she'll see there.]