[Yeah, wow, he was getting nailed by Garrus' eye-beams of death over here.]

[Escape was clearly not an option.]

[He poured himself another glass, just about as full as the last one, and took his seat again. He left the bottle out, because he was probably going to need it.]

[Okay.]

[Okay, he could do this. He wasn't going to be able to get out until he said something, so he might as well get it over with. And Garrus was trustworthy, right? He could do this.]

...Do you remember when I said that Gunny blamed me for our dad being dead?