an eye for an eye —
when garrus had heard about his reincarnated mother, he believed that if he came here he would have some closure. if it turned out to be fake, then he would be content. he would come here an orphan and he would leave an orphan. big deal. he would have returned to the ones who were there for him, the loners, and there he would remain. but it wasn't fake. and even though he came an orphan, he wasn't one anymore. all that pain, the rage he had felt at having no one. not even his siblings. those couple of months had shaped his personality and made him who he was today. he might have lost his father - the irony being when they weren't on the best of terms - but now he had a mother again. and new siblings. and he had the siblings who were there from the start back.
the kitten licked a paw and drew it over his ears. he was still bitter about the whole situation, sure, however the time lost was too much already to dwell on history now. he was trying to push those angry feelings down. suppress them as much as possible. he didn't know how long it would be until they would reappear. sighing, he stopped cleaning himself and stretched his limbs, which were still sore from the cold conditions he faced from the last night of his journey here - and probably from overuse due to the days travelling beforehand. it was dead at night now. garrus loved it when it was this late. he hadn't done it since arriving, but before he came to the sanguine ruins, he would spend ages staring up at the stars. he always felt at one with the stars. if he was asked what he would do if he could do anything that very second, he would say stargaze. words couldn't do his love for it justice. a pang of sadness hit him, but he shook it off.
sky blue orbs narrowed slightly, yet he wasn't tired. he had slept already. since forever, he only ever needed a few hours of sleep to feel rested. sometimes he needed more. sometimes a nap at night would be sufficient. he didn't know why he was such a night owl and why his body seemed to wade off sleep. it wasn't like he had nightmares. well... he did on occasion. only the past two months since his father's death did he experience nightmares. for the first week or two, which included the last three nights he ever spent at his birth clan, he would wake up screaming; a deep keen remaining for ages. but when he had them now, probably once or twice a week, he would feel grief of course, but they didn't bother him much anymore. he blinked and came out of his thoughts again.
garrus smiled a sad smile. and after that, he slid down onto his stomach before flipping himself over onto his back and stayed there.
( Pirate.` )
— a life for a life