[He listens, trying to keep his mouth shut, ignoring the split-second-long temptation to mention that if she needs him to hush they have something for that, because talking about that could only go poorly.

At first he doesn't get the point, and he reaches up to rub the scar on the side of his face while he thinks. Of course they're a unit. They should really have their own record-keeper at this point. Maybe EDI counts. But then, maybe, he thinks he sees it. Ourselves. She's telling him she can take care of herself.

Garrus sighs.]

I know.

[His voice is quiet.]

I know. I've seen you fight. I've seen you take a stand against your admiralty board. ...But I've seen Krios fight, and I've seen him fall. I've seen a lot fall that I know can handle themselves. Menae...

[Omega. Thessia.]

I don't know how to stop trying to protect people at this point. I don't know if I even want to. The last thing I want to do is drive you away, or fight with you. But I can't figure out how to relax. This place doesn't have weaknesses that I've found, but we do and it knows some of them. It knows us well enough to chip us and... Ah. Hah. Yeah. Right. Shutting up.