~Garrus~

Something was definitely up with Jane today he just couldn't figure out what it was. She was excited about something, that was obvious, and at first he had thought that it was because she had taken his credit chit in an attempt to get him to let her treat him with everything they did today.

After the fantastic light and music show she treated him to, Jane had brought him into the part of Tayseri that contained all the places to eat and stopped in one of the establishments that advertised something called Ice Cream. After explaining what it was, she ordered some that claimed it tasted of chocolate, something he'd only had once or twice. As the attendant scooped it into a package, Jane had disappeared, promising to not be long, and returned with two mysterious packages she claimed were take outs for the two of them.

He appreciated all she was doing today, but he didn't expect it, the fact that she was staying at his place was because she was his friend and he saw no point in her spending the money on a place to stay when he had available room. Perhaps it was just the practical Turian in him but her verbal thanks was enough to drop the subject, but maybe what she was going through was a human thing. Whatever the case was, he would just take what she offered and enjoy his day off with who he came to think of as his best friend.

Thinking back to what she had said at his apartment and how she spoke with such confidence in his abilities and support in his decision, he couldn't believe how he could've gained such a high opinion from her. He wasn't completely blind to the rankings of the Alliance, she was going into their Special Forces and had already completed the first level of testing, and for her to look at him like he could accomplish the task set forth was a shock from what he was used to all his life. If getting into Investigations was the way to show her that her support was not taken for granted then he would succeed even if he had to face his father.

His thoughts return to the present as they arrive to his apartment, ice cream and take out containers in hand. "Why don't you find something to watch while I put this away," Jane says as she takes the ice cream from him and takes it and the food boxes to the kitchen. He nods, not really knowing what else to do now that she's disarmed him of his charge.

As he scans through the channels, coming across some documentary on some famous human musician and decides it's good enough, he hears he pulling out some plates and utensils. Before he can stand to move over to assist her she is there, shoving a plate into his hands with the biggest smile he's ever seen on her face. He looks down and nearly drops his plate in surprise.

Laying in his hands is a plate of the bluest slab of raw Xemna and still-on-the-bone Louza, both rubbed in seasons he hasn't smelled since being a fledgling and laying on a bed of ground Pourka. He has never seen anything is fresh in his whole time on the Citadel, granted he never went to the more expensive restaurants and that thought makes him all the more speechless.

He looks up to Jane to see her chewing slightly on her bottom lip. A soft, low thrum erupts from his chest at her and what's she given him and at the sound she releases her lip and smiles nervously. Trying to collect himself enough to assure her, he tries his best to speak without his voice cracking or his subvocals drowning out his words. "Thank you Jane, this is…I don't even know how to thank you."

He smile softens, "don't thank me yet, you don't even know if it's good."

"I'm sure it is," he gets out before his thrum takes over. The two sit and he can barely keep himself from devouring his plate of food.

Everything about the dish brings back memories of home and he knows he will never be able to give her anything that compares to the feeling her gift has given him, but he vows he will give his all to trying.

Their night ends with the two sharing the entire container of sweet human dessert and staying up late to watch reruns of some realty show that they didn't pay any attention to because they were too busy talking about anything and nothing at all.