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She took a step forward, then another, tentatively reaching out her hand to his face, hoping he didn't retreat from it.
"Maybe the conduit brought us here, maybe we're dead. Maybe a wizard brought us here to fight a demon that doesn't exist anymore. Either way, there's no Reapers, there's no Saren. There's just us."
Garrus would have been lying if he'd tried to claim there weren't one or two fantasies which ended exactly like this, but fantasies were fantasies for a reason. Sure, there weren't any Reapers, but neither was there Tali, or Liara, or the rest of the Normandy's crew. There wasn't anything they'd been fighting so hard to save. Retiring to some paradise planet in the middle of a happy galaxy to find out what their offspring would look like was one thing; being dragged away before they could discover if the fight was even worth it? It didn't sit right.
Nothing was sitting right. Garrus didn't retreat from Shepard's outstretched hand because it was the one thing which still made any sense to him.
Her fingers traced the edge of his left mandible, affectionately.
When Shepard had jumped into that column of light, she had been jumping to her death - not the possibility of death, but an assured end, a final sacrifice. She had jumped into the Conduit understanding that she would not see the resolution, that no matter what happened, she was done.
She could understand Garrus' hesitance, but she didn't share it.
As far as Shepard was concerned, her old life was over. This was a new one. This was her chance to pretend the last sixteen years didn't happen, that she was still just a teenager on a frontier planet, helping run the farm, skipping school and making out with Hazel Mao in the fuel depot maintenance closet.
"Do what you need to do, Garrus. Turn over the rocks, open up the curtains. If you ask me to, I'll help."
Her voice cracks an almost imperceptible amount. Almost.
"But I'm tired, Garrus. I'm so tired."
She averted her eyes as tears welled up in the corners.
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She took a step forward, then another, tentatively reaching out her hand to his face, hoping he didn't retreat from it.
"Maybe the conduit brought us here, maybe we're dead. Maybe a wizard brought us here to fight a demon that doesn't exist anymore. Either way, there's no Reapers, there's no Saren. There's just us."
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Nothing was sitting right. Garrus didn't retreat from Shepard's outstretched hand because it was the one thing which still made any sense to him.
"I'd like it if we weren't dead," he murmured.
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When Shepard had jumped into that column of light, she had been jumping to her death - not the possibility of death, but an assured end, a final sacrifice. She had jumped into the Conduit understanding that she would not see the resolution, that no matter what happened, she was done.
She could understand Garrus' hesitance, but she didn't share it.
As far as Shepard was concerned, her old life was over. This was a new one. This was her chance to pretend the last sixteen years didn't happen, that she was still just a teenager on a frontier planet, helping run the farm, skipping school and making out with Hazel Mao in the fuel depot maintenance closet.
"Do what you need to do, Garrus. Turn over the rocks, open up the curtains. If you ask me to, I'll help."
Her voice cracks an almost imperceptible amount. Almost.
"But I'm tired, Garrus. I'm so tired."
She averted her eyes as tears welled up in the corners.