IC Contact - Consignment

[forgivetheinsubordination]

vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
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[boneitis]

Call me mom again and I'll smother you in your sleep.

[Do not make him be Team Mom, Garrus. No one wants Joker to have to be the responsible one around here, it's not his usual role and you will all regret putting him in it.]

Yeah, okay. You just... just go to sleep, Garrus. [He could practically see down to your gizzard on that yawn, birdbrain. It's sleepytime for tired turians.] Call me if you need anything else, and maybe if you ask nice enough, I'll even do it.

[Lies. He'd do it, because he's a sucker for his stupid crew.]

[forgivetheinsubordination]

Terrifying. Really.

[Despite the teasing, Garrus curls up and closes his eyes, cooperating. Joker's right, he needs the sleep, and Joker is even lying on the maybe. But there's nothing Garrus particularly needs right now that he doesn't have - pain meds, some time to heal - and so he's not going to challenge the bluff.]

I'll let you know, Joker.

[There's the brief temptation to ask if Joker can wrangle up a Kree pillow, but all of the explanation that would have to go into that makes it far too much to talk about right now.]