Delayed Translation

Part 8: Yellow and White

Garrus closed his eyes as he washed his face; the water was cold enough to leave a numb feeling on his skin. His mind was no longer as stormy as it had been when he had entered the room. He had stayed in the simulation room for some hours after Saren had left, trying to sort his thoughts out.

He had decided to take part in the human's interrogation from now on; it was after all what his superior had wished for. Garrus no longer wonderer how and why Shepard had betrayed them, this was war after all. What he now pondered over was why it annoyed him and why he even took time to think about her. He decided to look for Scion when he had finished washing his face; they needed to speak about tactics and what questions to focus on. It did not take long before he found the black-scaled turian, he was sitting in the mess hall fiddling with his omni-tool. He flinched in surprise when Garrus called out for him.

" Well, well..... to what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked as he hastily closed his omni-tool and stood up.

Garrus looked around and as he had expected was the mess hall almost empty. But he still leaned a bit closer to Scion and lowered his voice as he spoke.

" Did Arterius speak to you about the human and wanting our help interrogating her?"

" There is not need for discretions, I'm pretty sure everyone already knows that Saren appointed us to help with the interrogation. " Scion answered without lowering his voice.

Garrus cleared his throat and nodded, it was probably true.

" Well how should we do this? One at the time or should we both question her at the same time? "

" Well it would be dangerous to go in all alone in case our lovely weapon less commander tries to escape. What if she attacks you with her blunt teeth and talons? She could tickle you to death with them. " Scion answered mockingly.

" So I take it you wish to go in together so you have someone to protect your soft scales. " Garrus said and laughed when he received a glare from Scion.

They headed for the cargo bay when they were done talking; it took longer than expected.

It was decided that this time Scion would stand guard while Garrus questioned the human. Garrus had decided to not take any weapons with him but Scion carried a gun on his hip. Garrus gave him a nod as the reached the room, he opened the door when Scion signalled that he was room turned out to be bigger than he had thought, but perhaps it was because it was only furnished with one table and two chairs. It was also very bright, rows of lamps on the white metallic walls basked the room in a clean and cold white light.

The human was sitting with her back against the wall; it appeared like she was sleeping.
She had gathered her black fringe in a tail that fell down over a shoulder. Shepard was no longer clad in armour and instead dressed in black tight pants and a shirt that fitted her like a second skin.
There were dark spots of dried blood on her clothes and he noticed that her feet were bare.

She opened her eyes as he came closer. Garrus halted as her green eyes looked around; he cleared his throat and gave her a small nod.

" Commander Shepard, I presume that you know why I am here." He said and made a gesture towards the table and chairs.

Shepard nodded and stood up and walked over to it. Her movements were stiff and lacked grace. Shepard's facial expression was tired and it seemed like her energy had vanished. She looked pretty much defeated, but then there were her eyes. Clear green met his blue in a steady gaze and he saw something in them that he recognised as determination.

" So, Vakarian.... How are you doing?" She asked as she sat down at the table.

The question was so sudden that he blinked in surprise.