39) Garrus Vakarian, C-Sec officer.
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"I hope they listen to you, Commander."
As if, he can almost hear her. She is an unknown variable, human and a soldier; at most, they will see her as an annoyance.
"Do you honestly believe they will take anything I say over one of you?"
She's calling bullshit. He would too. If Garrus didn't suspect Saren, if he didn't know he was up to no good…
"No."
Until that moment, the Commander had been unfailingly unsympathetic (he thought, that blank expression could mean anything) and polite. When faced with his reply, the human's lips twisted, teeth flashing white. Was she angry? Was that amusement? Hunger? It was quickly hidden after a look from her Captain.
"The idea of someone trying might make them pay attention to more than themselves."
To his surprise, Garrus had been the one speaking.
To his greater surprise, Shepard looked at him, lips twisted wider and a strangled – honest – sound escaping her throat.
"Commander," scolded the older official.
"All quiet, Captain."
A scoff.
"You're thinking it."
"I'm thinking they got an honest cop searching for proof they don't want."
"I'm thinking you shouldn't add that part with the Council," Garrus intervened. "I mean. Maybe. Commander."