"Uh, Shepard?"
"Yes, Garrus?"
"You remember that date we had at the casino?"
Elara hummed, an ever so slight smirk tugging at her lips. "You mean the one where you tried to seduce me with dancing?"
"Yeah.. this isn't payback, is it?"
Elara tipped her head back against the wall of the dark elevator, laughing. She could hear Garrus shifting, his armor clanking against the metal surrounding them.
"Why would I do that?" She tilted her head to look over at him.
Garrus chuckled. "I don't know. Seemed like the sort of underhanded, shady thing Commander Shepard might try."
Her laughter broke into a snort as she ended up tipping over against his shoulder. His mandible twitched as he looked at her, broken chuckles ringing off the enclosed space. She'd covered her mouth and nose, but it was in vain, the sound had already escaped.
"Now that was a new sound."
Elara's hand dropped as she looked up at him. "You can't tell me you haven't heard a human snort while laughing before."
"Not that I recall," he drawled out.
"Huh. Well, now you have."
She shifted away slightly, draping her arms over her knees as she stared into the darkness. She sighed as an easy silence settled between them.
"Garrus?"
"Yes, Shepard?"
Elara huffed out another sigh. "I hate elevators."