Eyes part 1. chapter 19

"Yes, Doctor. I feel that my kinsman is present on board your ship. And I suspect that this is Nyhlus Kryik, my student and the current Spectr of the Citadel Council."

"Yes," Chakvas nodded, confirming the correctness of Saren's assumption. "He's actually on board the Normandy."

"I know that the Citadel Council ordered him to monitor both the use of the prototype frigate and the removal of the Prothean lighthouse from Eden Prime."

"The Council finally reached out to these artifacts" Saren spoke with obvious displeasure. "He tried, unknowingly, to get ahead of the Reapers" The Turian was silent for a few seconds. "Only here ... the information received from the Lighthouse, if it really was received by the intelligent people subordinate to the trinity of Advisers, was expected to be simple and pleasant. For Advisers," Specter clarified.

"You could say that," Karin confirmed. "But Nihlus and us Earthlings were almost beaten by the Reaper. Most likely, the Reaper and its pilot are not interested in the intelligent organics currently living in the Galaxy fully exploring the contents of this artifact."

"The appearance of the Reaper... brought confusion to reality" The Spectr expressed itself in a streamlined way. "Agree. He caused considerable damage to Eden Prime and its infrastructure during landing, and even more so during the fall. There was a Ghetto landing party on board."

"Yes. The Reaper... subjugated some kind of Geth unit. Maybe a few dozen. Plus, there are several amphibious carrier ships. He is a half-machine, so it was much easier and simpler for him to negotiate with these machines driven by network AI than for us, intelligent organics," Arterius admitted. "Spirits, I just can't get used to the fact that I'm free and that I've been talking to you for so long and I don't feel more tired.... This is so new to me that I get lost.... You're right, Karin. I need to... take a nap and think about a lot of things." Arterius promised that he would not... have any complaints against Benezia. And he'll apologize to her, he will, the Turian repeated. "I guess I've already realized that there's no need for her to apologize to me: I'm more to blame for her than she is for me anyway. We were both really extremely independent in our actions.... It's... scary. And I'm glad it's over. I have a lot to think about. I'll probably be napping. Hardly sleep. And I probably won't get up without your permission, Doctor. But..."

"We have sufficient facilities to provide you with clothes. There's a Turian colony on Eden Prime, and your people probably won't mind handing over or selling us a complete men's wardrobe." Karin chuckled. "Get some rest, Saren. And remember, you promised to behave normally."

"I will, Doctor. I will." Arterius closed his eyes in agreement for a few seconds. "Maybe when will you let me see Nihlus?"

"I'll allow it. Over time." Chakwas got up from the armchair, moved away from the bed, closing the curtain. "Get some rest."