[Garrus is used to working with a vanguard, and the familiar purple crackle of biotics and the resulting explosions are a sight for sore eyes. For a second, he can almost imagine that he and Jane are back where they belong, fighting the Reapers and making that slow, steady push to save the galaxy]
[But the adjutants jar him back into reality. He'd only seen vids and holos after his own Shepard returned from helping Aria liberate Omega, and, as most other terrors brought about by this awful war, they didn't do the real abominations any justice.]
[He sorely wishes they did]
[But that was then, this is now, and there are people to help and evil monsters to kill]
[Garrus radios in to what he hopes is this Shepard's channel, his rifle poised and ready to fire at a moment's notice]
Day one!
[But the adjutants jar him back into reality. He'd only seen vids and holos after his own Shepard returned from helping Aria liberate Omega, and, as most other terrors brought about by this awful war, they didn't do the real abominations any justice.]
[He sorely wishes they did]
[But that was then, this is now, and there are people to help and evil monsters to kill]
[Garrus radios in to what he hopes is this Shepard's channel, his rifle poised and ready to fire at a moment's notice]
Got room for one more?