[ Nihlus drags himself onto the shore next to the woman, expression caught between hilarity and disgust at the vile taste of salt water lingering in his mouth. ]
A little bit.
[ Huffing a laugh, he turns a bit and gives Shepard a casually affectionate headbump and a pat to the cheek. ]
Now, get up, Spectre. [ He pulls the aviators out from where it'd ended up caught at the back of his cowl and slides it neatly back onto Shep's hair covered face. ] We've got alcohol to get drinking.
[ Without waiting for an answer, Nihlus pushes himself onto his feet and takes off to fetch some towels. ]
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A little bit.
[ Huffing a laugh, he turns a bit and gives Shepard a casually affectionate headbump and a pat to the cheek. ]
Now, get up, Spectre. [ He pulls the aviators out from where it'd ended up caught at the back of his cowl and slides it neatly back onto Shep's hair covered face. ] We've got alcohol to get drinking.
[ Without waiting for an answer, Nihlus pushes himself onto his feet and takes off to fetch some towels. ]