The Spectre stops in the middle of sliding off his left gauntlet for juuuuust a bare second. Then he continues working at it for a moment longer and one would almost think he hadn't heard her until-
"The agreement," he flexes his fingers once the glove come off, claws glinting in the harsh light. "Is that we risk our lives and limbs and minds for the sake of upholding galactic peace and in return, we get the resources to pull off that fun little task and decent compensation."
Hey, Shepard, did you miss these frostily murderous tones?
"Everything I have heard about your treatment at the Council's hands disturbs me greatly." The gloves and gauntlets joint the pile of armor and he bends down to work on and gets to work on his thigh plating. "But in the end, sadly, I can't say I'm surprised."
thank you, Shepard. you look nice too. /gently musses her hair up with the towel
"The agreement," he flexes his fingers once the glove come off, claws glinting in the harsh light. "Is that we risk our lives and limbs and minds for the sake of upholding galactic peace and in return, we get the resources to pull off that fun little task and decent compensation."
Hey, Shepard, did you miss these frostily murderous tones?
"Everything I have heard about your treatment at the Council's hands disturbs me greatly." The gloves and gauntlets joint the pile of armor and he bends down to work on and gets to work on his thigh plating. "But in the end, sadly, I can't say I'm surprised."