James chuckled, shaking his head. He cherished these conversations with Garrus. He was one of the only people aboard the Normandy who was not restricted by the Alliance in any way, which made some of their topics for discussion that much more amusing. “I don’t give away my secrets, Scars. Your guessing will have to be enough.”
His eyed narrowed in slight annoyance. There was no way that man got away with having biceps that large without putting in at least five hours a day, but the human remained tight-lipped about it, much to his disappointment.
“What’s wrong, you afraid I’ll bulk up and be bigger than you?” Imagining himself with Vega’s body was quite an entertaining visual, to say the least. “Wouldn’t want any competition, huh?"
(Source: optimizefiringalgorithms)
