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. ❞