"Shh, shh," Virgil soothed. "You'll never get anywhere with your hand shaking like tha- ahh. There you go."
"I know how to do this," Veetor insisted.
"Less tell, more show." Virgil put his hands behind his head and watched the quarian with a smirk on his face. After several minutes of fumbling, Veetor stopped.
"It is harder when someone is watching."
"You sure you don't need a hand?" Virgil slid the toe of his boot up Veetor's calf and laughed at the choking sound he received in response.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Shepard paused in the doorway. The microwave and blender were in pieces on the table.
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"Shh, shh," Virgil soothed. "You'll never get anywhere with your hand shaking like tha- ahh. There you go."
"I know how to do this," Veetor insisted.
"Less tell, more show." Virgil put his hands behind his head and watched the quarian with a smirk on his face. After several minutes of fumbling, Veetor stopped.
"It is harder when someone is watching."
"You sure you don't need a hand?" Virgil slid the toe of his boot up Veetor's calf and laughed at the choking sound he received in response.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Shepard paused in the doorway. The microwave and blender were in pieces on the table.
"Making guns," Virgil grinned wickedly.
"Please take your hand off my thigh..."