And I haven't even told you how she stole the Normandy and then we used your girlfriend's toothbrush to take it back. Damn. And here I thought you could tell when I was telling the truth and not by now.

[Garrus takes a step toward the base, skimming for enemies even while staying aware of her. It's satisfying that every word is true, and she doesn't believe a bit of it. He tilts his head toward the base.]

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