[It's not that she doesn't accept it, really, it's just that she has a hard time trusting anything to be nice and not have about a dozen strings attached.
Unless maybe the nice thing is Garrus, but he's not here. Nor is anyone from her crew. She sighs a little, and glances around at the forest which is much less dark than it had been, much greener and happier.]
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Unless maybe the nice thing is Garrus, but he's not here. Nor is anyone from her crew. She sighs a little, and glances around at the forest which is much less dark than it had been, much greener and happier.]
Is that why you're here? To give me a nice dream?