We head into Zakera Ward. On the way to the warehouse, we overhear two krogan arguing about something.
Me: One of those guys thinks that the reflecting pool here has fish in it.
Me: Do you want to find out if it does for him?
Mom: …Why would I want to waste my time doing that?
Me: Fair enough.
We head on downstairs and come across a volus, a quarian, and a C-Sec officer arguing with one another. The volus is accusing the quarian of picking his pocket, and the quarian is insisting that he only thinks that because he’s racist. The C-Sec officer is leaning toward the volus.
I talk to the group, but mom immediately selects “goodbye.”