Garrus stirred slightly from his slumber to turn on his side. As he moved, the conscious part of him looked forward to the warmth, comforting feeling of Shepard against his body. When he was all the way on his side, he felt...nothing. With his eyes still closed, his burrows furrowed in puzzlement. He moved his talon around to see if she had moved farther away. Still nothing. He only felt empty, cold space.
Jerking awake, he jolted up from the covers. He looked to the side of the bed where Shepard had fallen asleep. The space was not occupied. Becoming increasingly worried, he scanned the room. Fortunately, he didn't have to worry long. He sighed in relief when he saw her slender, firm form standing in front of the fish tank.
She had her arms folded across her chest. Her eyes were closed while her head was down. She appeared to be in deep thought. The soft, blue light coming from the fish tank illuminated onto her skin. It seem to create a veiled aura around her, enhancing her beauty.