To say that Erin Shepard was shocked would be a minor understatement. Her breath hitched in her throat at the sight before her. Nothing she had ever seen could have prepared the brunette spectre for this.
Garrus Vakarian knelt before her, offering a small velvet box as though she were some sort of goddess. Inside the box was a silver ring that upon closer inspection, sparkled with miniscule diamonds that formed a trail to a little etching of the Normandy. It was like the engraved ship was soaring through the galaxy, a trail of diamond stardust glittering behind.
As he held his breath, Garrus felt a wave of fear sweep through his chest. Shepard was silent, but tears had begun to form at the corners of her eyes. Mildly alarmed, he lowered the ring. "Shepard, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to pressure you, this was really soon
I mean, this is what Tali told me was traditional
she never mentioned tears
look, if you want, I'll put this away and we won't talk abou