[Tali does stop to latch her visor back on, but not for much else. She's worked out a few routes to Garrus and Thane's house, so if nothing else, this sprint works as an occasion to test the shortest of them. (It will be good to know how fast she can race that if necessary.)
She's panting by the time she reaches the door, her helmet filter rattling with her gasps. Some descendant of desert runners, her, she thinks with a huff at herself, but the thought slips away as the door is opened. She slinks in through the gap and shuts the door behind her without prompting.
Then she's standing in the hall looking up at Garrus, and her voice cracks with fondness and relief.] Trust you not to let me finish.
[Before he can derail her with another comment, she throws her arms around him as far as they will reach, tucking her helmeted head against his shoulder. Turians may not be quite built for hugs, especially from suited-up quarians, but she'll do her best here.] You great stupid bosh'tet. Will you just... shut up a moment, please?
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She's panting by the time she reaches the door, her helmet filter rattling with her gasps. Some descendant of desert runners, her, she thinks with a huff at herself, but the thought slips away as the door is opened. She slinks in through the gap and shuts the door behind her without prompting.
Then she's standing in the hall looking up at Garrus, and her voice cracks with fondness and relief.] Trust you not to let me finish.
[Before he can derail her with another comment, she throws her arms around him as far as they will reach, tucking her helmeted head against his shoulder. Turians may not be quite built for hugs, especially from suited-up quarians, but she'll do her best here.] You great stupid bosh'tet. Will you just... shut up a moment, please?