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WHO: Tali'zorah vas Normandy & Ghost
WHERE: One of Ghost's safe-houses in bed-stuy
WHEN: A little more than an hour after the town hall meeting calms down
WARNINGS: None so far!
SUMMARY: Tali has some concerns about how Ghost is holding up, so she attempts to locate him.
FORMAT: Quick...? :>

[She knew that Ghost and Sherlock had been friends. More than that, she knew that they had been -- were -- good friends. She's not unfamiliar with the sickening feeling that betrayal can leave in the pit of your stomach, and she doesn't want him to be alone in it.

She isn't sure he's even going to be here in this run-down shack, but it's worth a try to find him.]

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[examining her hand briefly takes his mind away from the problem, and he ponders her father for a second, feeling bad but not knowing what to say to alleviate it.]

Do you still feel that pain and blame yourself?

Sometimes. I had to move on from it quickly, since the mission was still going on -- but I always did have a lot of time to myself doing engine adjustments.

[As long as he isn't pulling away, she'll let him examine her hand as long as he wants.]

I see. [thoughtfully trying to change the subject] Your race evolved with hands like these... interesting. We must seem as though we have too many fingers, to you.

Quarians and Turians evolved this way, yes. We've got the same amino-acid chirality.

The other races, though -- the Asari, for example -- have humanoid features for the most part.

[She shakes her head.] It's -- a pain, really, to get weapons specially made.

Weapons are your main concern. [this fact seems to make him mildly sad.]

[She pauses at that.]

My people have been at war for hundreds of years, Ghost. But -- no, not really. That's just one of the few places where I find having a different skeletal structure can be troublesome.

Violence is often the first recourse. I have myself found... other ways, relatively recently, but they always culminate in violence.

[She's not going to get into the ways the quarians have made errors in their war, not right now.]

That doesn't mean it's always the right way. It's just the easiest, in some cases, and people don't like to look for a harder path.

I fight enemies with whom there is no compromise. [god that hurts, Tali. His voice is cold and apathetic, now, removing all the pain] You may have luxuries that I do not.

[Her gaze drops down to their hands.]

I wasn't accusing you of anything, Ghost. I'm the last person you need to tell that sometimes there's no compromising.

[Blah blah blah, heartless machines, etc.]

I'm sorry if you thought I meant...

[She shakes her head. He's not the only person who sometimes has trouble with this 'social interaction' thing.]

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