I've been living or I should say hiding aboard the new Normandy for roughly a week. It feels weird to be back with humans. I got too used living with the Krogan. It was hard at first, everything worth it is. It took a long time before things started to get better. After I helped them out, they had this spark of hope in all of them that I rarely sense in the crew. That's not to say they are hopeless; more they have different forces driving themselves.

I tend to keep to myself now with whatever I did is affecting people. As I developed my talents and accumulated energy, people started to treat me better. They respected me, wanted to be near me, but I always felt like I was violating their freewill. I didn't mean to or have any control and in my defense, they can overcome whatever sensations are telling them to do what. The weirdest thing is the female attraction didn't start until centuries later. Never figured out what changed, and my ego didn't want it to. I spend most of my time in my shared room with Garrus. I'm his assistant. He is teaching me a lot about installation. I'm currently helping him calibrate the cannon.

I ask "Why is this thing so hard to calibrate?"

"This device has to send tremendous amounts of energy with pinpoint precision miles away. More distance to travel, more room for error. That's why calibration is so important" my turian bunkmate explains.

I ask "They can't write a program to calibrate it for us?"

He answers "No. The manufacturers sell to all species, if they have the credits. Each race designs ships differently and has different requirements. Could you stop saying calibrate so much. It feels weird to saying or hearing it around you."

Dumbfounded "why?"

"It sounds really close to a turian curse word and you never swear" he said.

The realization hits me "So all this time, you were cursing in turian? Why are they similar?"

Garrus slams his hand against the device "because the damn asari engineers can't make anything simple!"

"Hey hey. Breathe with your belly" I remind him.

"Right. Sorry. Inhale. So, you lived on Tuchunka the whole time?" Garrus asks.

"Once the farm was up, I used the rest of the money I had to make a trip to the citadel. I stayed at gym for a while, one known for having star athletes. I got friendly with the staff and mentioned how I was eating food from Tuchunka to boost my performance. Luckily the staff told a famous athlete about it, and he tried it and started to promote it. You gotta create demand if you want to sell your supply" I said.

"That's genius. What I was going to ask was you never saw one girl in like five years?" He's going somewhere uncomfortable.

"I was not going to date a Korgan girl. Too weird. But yeah I haven't been intimate with someone is a while" I confess. We've been talking in code. Miranda has bugs everywhere. I pointed it out to Garrus a day after I moved in and with nonverbal communication, I revealed my dastardly plan to screw with Miranada. I've implied I have a massive crush on her, and Garrus does too. HAHAHAHA.

"Miranda is kinda… she comes off strong. Maybe Shepard will recruit a cute turian woman. What about you? Any luck?" I ask.

"Spirits! That would be amazing. Turians aren't really the greatest at romance like humans" he said.

"Neither are we" I replied.

"You're better at it than us. I had someone a while back but it didn't work. We didn't click. More of a stress reliever" he said.

"What about human girls? Have you tried your luck with Kasumi? I think she likes you. Stealing your tools so you'll have to give her attention" I said.

"I'm not into humans except... You should court her" Garrus said. He might be onto something. If I recall correctly Shepard doesn't date her in the games. Although nothing in this universe prevents him from doing so. She might be an acceptable loophole. I don't date main characters and I definitely don't interfere with the protagonist's love life.

"Honestly Garrus?" I ask.

"Nah I wouldn't. She lost her boyfriend before she came aboard. Some of the crew asked her but she couldn't bring herself to. She's still grieving. Even Zaheed's charms couldn't work" Garrus I am going to kill you for that mental image.

"You doing alright? You barely leave the room. Aside from cooking and tasks with the engineers, the only other times you're not here is guy night in Shepard's cabin. You're were never like this before. I'm worried about you" Garrus said.

"I swear to God I don't know what happen but ever since I came back, woman just won't leave me alone. They keep bumping into me on purpose and trying to get my attention. I think Gabby is putting the contains on the floor and not stacking them, so I have to bend over more to pick them up. I begged Samara to help me with a special meditation to turn it off but she had no clue. Even she is affected by it however she is really good at hiding it. I'm limiting contact until I can fix it" I explain.

He asks "Is that why you've been kicking me out for an hour everyday?"

I answer "partly but I do some other stuff that is really useful."

"The Spirits cursed you" he said.

"I think I did it to myself but I don't know what. It will be nice to have a change in scenery. We're arriving at the private prison to recruit the strongest human biotic in less than a day. Shepard said he wants an all human crew for this mission. He seems off. Have you noticed anything?" I ask.

Garrus thinks back.

"We've became pretty good friends in the past and I've noticed some differences. On the battlefield he takes less risks. If his shield pops, he instantly retreats. Before he would finish firing his weapon until it needed to cool down. It's not just that. He seems defensive on multiple fronts" he said.

"He's been though alot in a short time from his perspective. Has he gotten any better?" I ask.

"He's better around people he knows and aliens. He doesn't like cerberus. I don't either but I didn't have much of an opinion until I got here. Saren and cerberus had several altercations which is how I learned about their existence. Some quick searches gave me the impression cerberus was an extreme isolationist organization but sadly propaganda is common in the galaxy and my interactions with the crew have been pleasant. I'm not sure what to believe. I know the illusive man wants us to feel welcomed. I think it's an act and he needs us. I'm keeping my judgements to myself until I learn more" Garrus shares his views.

"I get that. I don't have the full story either, but at this point, I just want to help Shepard. Has he made any progress. I know near death experiences change you and it will take a very long time to recover. Has he healed a bit?" I ask.

"He bought this medical device to remove some really bad scars. I think his mind got a bit better after that. He's trying to play it safe and given the circumstances of the mission, I think it's a good thing. It's great you are here. Maybe being back will lift his spirits" Garrus said.

"When you say spirit, do you mean soul or attitude?" I ask.

"In this case both. You're not doing anything too mean to him are you?" He asks.

"I'm taking it slow. I put a whoopi cushion under his mattress to start" I said.

"What is that?" Garrus asks.

"It's a rubber like device when it's squeezed from the body weight makes fart noises. It's juvenile. I thought it'd be a good ice breaker" I said.

"You humans have a weird sense of humor. Pass me the green hexagonal wrench please" I hand what he requests. Garrus tightens the bolt until it reaches the correct psi, runs a simulation through his omnitool and shouts with excitement. We've been working on this forever. I feel time differently, but this was annoying.

"It's done?!" I ask.

"Yes. The close target systems are finished. Next is the medium than far target calibrations. Those are the hard ones." Garrus said. I let my head slam into the wall. I see why this took so long.