Shepard looked at the women, Tali? How? She watched her friend fall and now here was her friend who was clearly delirous with infection pointing a gun at her. “Tali….please put it down your okay. It’s okay. Your safe. We can get you help”
❝ I don’t need your damn help! You did enough already! ❞ The Quarian barks. Her helmet is cracked, her hood ripped & chest bloody – when she’d taken the fall she’d thought she was going to join her people, but now here she was, gun pointed at an old friend. When she’d gotten off the base off that cliff she knew she’d lived for a reason: to exact revenge for the death of her people. She’s shaking now, the light in her helmet flickering erratically. Tali’s breath is heavy, but she’s just managing to stand. ❝ I’m not afraid to kill you, Shepard. You let my people die. ❞
