I'm the bosh'tet, says the one who seemingly ran here?
[His voice is mild, though, and he returns the odd hug. Garrus has no clue what's going on at this point. She's running when she could have just kept using voice, she's telling him to shut up and pausing for him to answer, she's hugging him and calling him a bosh'tet. Every signal is mixed.
He shrugs.]
Talk.
[It's the only way anything is going to make sense.]
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[His voice is mild, though, and he returns the odd hug. Garrus has no clue what's going on at this point. She's running when she could have just kept using voice, she's telling him to shut up and pausing for him to answer, she's hugging him and calling him a bosh'tet. Every signal is mixed.
He shrugs.]
Talk.
[It's the only way anything is going to make sense.]