[It's not deliberate, the way what should have been a crisp, professional thing becomes loose, uncontrolled. She doesn't know why he does this, why he turns to her for comfort. Part of her is colapsing with gratitude, to be needed. The other part wants to punch a bulkhead and shove anyone who might try to comfort her into space. Fortunately, Sam's doing the other thing.]
But. No. [Batarians do not brew absinthe. But what they do make is a truly lethal brandy that smells of some native wood they use to age it in. And Shepard? She just drinks it.] Just tell me. 'Cause you don't tell people.
[Because they don't ask about Riley. They ask about Sam. They use Riley's name to do it, but they're not asking for him.]
no subject
[It's not deliberate, the way what should have been a crisp, professional thing becomes loose, uncontrolled. She doesn't know why he does this, why he turns to her for comfort. Part of her is colapsing with gratitude, to be needed. The other part wants to punch a bulkhead and shove anyone who might try to comfort her into space. Fortunately, Sam's doing the other thing.]
But. No. [Batarians do not brew absinthe. But what they do make is a truly lethal brandy that smells of some native wood they use to age it in. And Shepard? She just drinks it.] Just tell me. 'Cause you don't tell people.
[Because they don't ask about Riley. They ask about Sam. They use Riley's name to do it, but they're not asking for him.]
I'm asking.