Hermit.

[A beat, a reflection back on the face he'd seen from time to time, before Garrus shakes his head.]

Not surprised that he was. I mean. Not saying that he's... uh, don't mean that wrong. But he seemed to keep to himself, had a face you'd associate with a human her-- I'm gonna stop before I dig myself in a hole.

[Garrus reaches up and rubs the top of his head.]

Seemed nice, though. Never heard anything in the rumor mill against him, if that counts for anything.