The lights flicker, and the familiar hum of Omega drones in the background. Garrus stares at you through his eyepiece, his mandibles twitching slightly. You are seated across from him in the interrogation room. Weaver and Mierin brought you in after you were caught in a restricted area. He holds a serious expression, clearly wanting answers. “So,” he begins, his voice calm and steady, “why were you sneaking around my base?”