I heard a song and read its lyrics and was suddenly floored by how well it fits my precious little quarian. And I decided to make a little info post about him, since I haven’t talked much about him. I know this isn’t much, but it is something!
“Somebody ought to corrupt you on the dance floor
And take you home
Show you all your daemons and desires and dark sides
All of your colonies and continental divides

Let me uncover the silver in your dark hair
The weight of your bones
I want to witness the beauty of your repair
The shape you’ve grown
For you are made of nebulas and novas and night sky
You’re made of memories you bury or live by”

Vienna Teng - Never Look Away