[The crack of her rifle snaps him out of his pondering about his voice and Shepard's appreciation. It's then he realizes he's behind. And does his best to catch up.]
[She has successfully thwarted his concentration. The birds are thinning out now. He picks off one, two - before it seems like they've found greener pastures to hunt.]
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[She has successfully thwarted his concentration. The birds are thinning out now. He picks off one, two - before it seems like they've found greener pastures to hunt.]
Damn! I'm - it's windy out here.
[Just like on the Citadel???]