[Had she known April or Lydia? Garrus has no way to know.]
An attack shouldn't have taken Lydia by surprise, at least.
[So maybe she'd been there, with the others. Maybe they'd known something was coming? He has nothing, though. Garrus sighs.]
It's all a guessing game, after, when we don't know what happened. Dead end. Regrets and frustration. Can't afford to dwell on it, can't afford to forget them, though. Think I need to start writing down names.
[He's pretty sure he's already forgot some of the names of people he's met here who have gone on to die or be transferred and might be dead elsewhere.]
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[Had she known April or Lydia? Garrus has no way to know.]
An attack shouldn't have taken Lydia by surprise, at least.
[So maybe she'd been there, with the others. Maybe they'd known something was coming? He has nothing, though. Garrus sighs.]
It's all a guessing game, after, when we don't know what happened. Dead end. Regrets and frustration. Can't afford to dwell on it, can't afford to forget them, though. Think I need to start writing down names.
[He's pretty sure he's already forgot some of the names of people he's met here who have gone on to die or be transferred and might be dead elsewhere.]
There anything you do?