[Garrus watches her fingers move, trying to figure out what the example she gives means. Made with only what it provides? What does that say?]

Uh. Yeah. It's pretty cheerful. ...And I don't follow. Made with only what it provides you. Fire's made with... warmth, and provides warmth, but a blanket's made with fabric and provides not just the fabric, it's warmth too.

[There are times here, more often than he'd like, really, where Garrus winds up feeling rather stupid. Like he's not smart enough to manage surviving here or helping others survive.]