[Garrus' mandibles draw very close to his face as Roxas talks. He's concerned for the boy, but also disgusted that someone they're working with would be so callous as to kick bodies around. Maybe they'd lost someone here. If it's in grief, it's excusable. But if it had been done in fun... Garrus isn't going to ask who, or for a description. It's better if he doesn't know.]

There's no call for cruelty. For inflicting more harm than we have to. Our job is... It's what we've got to do, but things have gone farther than they should.

[He sighs, and he squeezes Roxas' upper arm.]

When emotions run high, things get out of hand. We invaded the neraki's world and they're afraid. Maybe they hurt someone the guy cared about. A lot of people got hurt, and some died. You wouldn't just go and punch anyone, but you did punch Ansem, because he hurt you. That's how it works, sometimes.

I wish it didn't. Wish there wasn't ever any anger and pain that spilled over into what we did or do, but people are people. They feel things, they act on those feelings. And...

[Another sigh, and when he continues talking his voice is heavier.]

You get used to the smell. It's an awful moment when you realize that you have. But you do.