The majority of the day was going to be swallowed up by the trip to the Wards - for those who decided to go along with that, anyway. That didn't mean there wasn't time to relax on the Presidium.
Artificial night had given way to artificial day again on the
Presidium, as diplomats and other high-class workers zipped across the bridges or through
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Look, give it some time and Garrus would get his act together and go be an angel on Omega. Right now he was gonna drink and be surly, he earned it.
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