[Firmly, for his own benefit more than Garrus'. Secret isn't really the right word, but they aren't attachments he'd feel comfortable reading, much less letting anyone else read.]
They're-- private. As much as things can be, with this. [He taps the screen of the blackglass somewhat more forcefully than necessary.] I'll do it the long way, to be sure. Thanks.
[He straightens, preparing to go, and then stops and looks back at Anders.]
They can read anything on there. I've had one of the instructors suddenly in a conversation I had going on. Just... something to be aware of, yeah? And if you've got any other questions, I'm around.
no subject
[Firmly, for his own benefit more than Garrus'. Secret isn't really the right word, but they aren't attachments he'd feel comfortable reading, much less letting anyone else read.]
They're-- private. As much as things can be, with this. [He taps the screen of the blackglass somewhat more forcefully than necessary.] I'll do it the long way, to be sure. Thanks.
no subject
[He straightens, preparing to go, and then stops and looks back at Anders.]
They can read anything on there. I've had one of the instructors suddenly in a conversation I had going on. Just... something to be aware of, yeah? And if you've got any other questions, I'm around.
no subject
[He doesn't understand how, maybe, but he's very familiar with the idea of having his correspondence read by people in power over him.]
Nothing sensitive, don't worry. Just... letters for a friend. [A friend who can't send them, anymore.] I'll let you know if I run into any trouble.
no subject
[And then with a nod, unless Anders stops him, Garrus will be ducking out of Medical.]