[He's silent, staring at Noh-Varr for several moments. The Kree sounds at peace with this, almost. Tilting his head, Garrus studies Noh-Varr's face. He doesn't want to rush to conclusions. He's been doing that a lot recently, and right now he has even less to go on than usual.]
How? How do you get ready for something that comes out of nowhere?
[Confusion is there now, anger fading into wariness.]
How do you adapt when you don't know when this might happen again? Or why?
[Maybe it's something Noh-Varr's dealt with before. Or maybe Noh-Varr's wrapped up enough in his affection for Warriorhead that he doesn't need a cause. It doesn't fit with what Garrus knows or feels, though. The certainty that Garrus is wrong has to be coming from somewhere, but Garrus has no idea where.]
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How? How do you get ready for something that comes out of nowhere?
[Confusion is there now, anger fading into wariness.]
How do you adapt when you don't know when this might happen again? Or why?
[Maybe it's something Noh-Varr's dealt with before. Or maybe Noh-Varr's wrapped up enough in his affection for Warriorhead that he doesn't need a cause. It doesn't fit with what Garrus knows or feels, though. The certainty that Garrus is wrong has to be coming from somewhere, but Garrus has no idea where.]