[Garrus knocks on the door of the rover warily before entering. Jean's cat thing is irritable at best and Garrus really doesn't feel like dying today. Once inside, though, he realizes this probably is not a trap.]
Shit. Is he...
[Why does he need his rifle? What is he there to shoot? It still could be a trap, but it doesn't feel like one. Not with her in tears and Dagger clearly vulnerable. He lowers the gun.]
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Shit. Is he...
[Why does he need his rifle? What is he there to shoot? It still could be a trap, but it doesn't feel like one. Not with her in tears and Dagger clearly vulnerable. He lowers the gun.]
What do you need me to do?