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“I used to be respectable, you know.”
Garrus is lying on Shepard’s bed, staring out the window in the ceiling into space. His comment makes her look up from her padd and raise an eyebrow at him. “What do you mean?”
“I was a C-Sec officer, on track to have a very successful career and then you came along. Now I’m on a Cerberus ship.”
Shepard grins walking over to the bed and sitting next to him. “I came along?”
“Yeah, you ruined me.”
She leans down and kisses him, placing a hand on his cheek and whispers: “How tragic.”
Garrus laughs and kisses her back, running his talons through her hair.
“Though if we are taking ruined careers and reputations of course.”, Shepard lies down next to him, resting her head on his chest and looking out through the window. “I died.”
“Yeah, but that wasn’t my fault.”, Garrus is still playing with her hair. “And I hope you’re not gonna do it again. Meanwhile I am very open to joining and resigning from C-Sec a third time.”
Shepard laughs.
-
This is the moment she remembers, somehow.
When the crucible took Shepard in, it did her a little mercy. She was allowed to keep this memory. It took everything else, but the little piece of her, the human person Shepard, that is still left is in this memory.
It’s not aware. Not yet. And if it were it would recognize that it’s just a little blip somewhere deep in the program. A memory repeating again and again.
Garrus’ voice. Her cabin. The kiss. His talons in her hair. Laughter.
It’s all she is now, this one little slither of who she was.
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“I used to be respectable, you know.”
Garrus is lying on Shepard’s bed, staring out the window in the ceiling into space. His comment makes her look up from her padd and raise an eyebrow at him. “What do you mean?”