[Same methods, different means. Where Garrus waits for the thrill, Thane is about as composed as Councilor Tevos in the middle of a four-hour session. Some days he wonders if his drell companion even has a sense of humor, or if his dry, perfectly timed remarks are all byproducts of good luck.
[ They are not good luck, but neither are they necessarily a result of him having a sense of humor so much as being aware of what others find humorous.
He finds it strange, though, to be engaged in a conversation during a firefight. It's happened before going out with Shepard and Garrus and others, and each time it surprises him a little. Killing for him was always a solitary affair - him and his hands or the rifle and the soul he was cutting loose from it's body. To have companionship during it was foreign to him, unsettling almost if he allowed to be.
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And then days like this come along.]
Never? What about Antibaar?
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He finds it strange, though, to be engaged in a conversation during a firefight. It's happened before going out with Shepard and Garrus and others, and each time it surprises him a little. Killing for him was always a solitary affair - him and his hands or the rifle and the soul he was cutting loose from it's body. To have companionship during it was foreign to him, unsettling almost if he allowed to be.
He never did. ] Pleasantly solitary.