[ Despite himself and the ears ready to hear something serious being said, he scoffs at what comes (though, holding up a noodle shop is still a serious offence). But it's true what Garrus says, Red supposes, though not every association previously connected can be taken apart and reassembled so quickly.
Not, either, when the use of the weapon will very much be the same (different motives, but still-). Red picks up the pieces with a murmur and hurries over to Garrus's side, rearranging the pieces in his hands into a more comfortable hold. ]
You like noodles? [ By eye, he's already trying to guess the way everything goes back into place, but it's all metallic and hard and foreign in his palms. ] We can get some when we're done.
[ Just like it's a normal day, like any other day. ]
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Not, either, when the use of the weapon will very much be the same (different motives, but still-). Red picks up the pieces with a murmur and hurries over to Garrus's side, rearranging the pieces in his hands into a more comfortable hold. ]
You like noodles? [ By eye, he's already trying to guess the way everything goes back into place, but it's all metallic and hard and foreign in his palms. ] We can get some when we're done.
[ Just like it's a normal day, like any other day. ]