"Why?"
"After a set of mental bookmarks, the mind is vulnerable. It will take just a day for him to lose his excessive sensitivity and receptivity."
"Will there be any consequences?" Rex asked.
"If you don't touch it these days, no. So I'm asking everyone to get out and not enter the infirmary without my permission. And yes, Liara, your mother does not need nutrition, because I support her with my vital energy. When she regains consciousness is another matter."
The sentients left the infirmary without a single squeak, meeting a bored Tali in the hallway. Rex just grinned ironically, seeing me emptying the box with a happy face.
"Sebastian is a real magician!" I swallowed the last strip and quite rudely licked my fingers.
"I agree with you." Rex chuckled. "What are our plans?"
We went into the recreation area, which is also the dining room, and sat around a large table, which for some reason was octagonal.
"No plans for the near future. We'll walk to the Citadel as long as it takes me to treat Saren. I can't show Sparatus the `skinned body,' as you kindly called him. If I turn around, I'll reach it in five days. Well, a day to restore the body after such bullying. Maybe we can do it faster."
"What about his mind?" Nihlus asked quietly.
"Plowed over like a field after the explosion of a warehouse of grenades. If Benezia received only a strong program of submission, then Saren came under the personal influence of the Ruler, and spent a lot of time with him."
"Can you restore it?"
"I can. But, unlike Benezia, Saren will have to manage all this when he is conscious and has a clear understanding of what is happening."
"Why?"
"Because he broke the mental channel and submission on his own by sheer force of will!" I said. "With conscious help, recovery will be much faster and easier, and I won't have to do jewelry darning. Some things will have to be done, of course, in an unconscious state."
"But are there any chances?"
"The odds? Undoubtedly. He has a strong will. He will be able to piece the personality back together with my help. Without the joys of mental disorders."
"What should we do?" Rex asked curiously.
"Whatever you want." I replied kindly. "The main thing is, don't blow up Kratos and don't put pressure on my brain. Especially when I'm busy with work."
"Is it useless to ask how you do it?" Rex asked.
"Is that what it is?"
"How you treat Arterius."
"Body features and some knowledge."
"Human?" Liara was surprised.
"No."
Liara could only say:
"Oh!.."
Tali flashed with restrained interest, but Rex was not shy and clarified:
"So you're not human?"
"Nope."
"And who?"
"A metamorph." I raised my hand and deliberately slowly grew long curved black claws. "I'm actually a unique being. Don't ask me HOW I got here. I don't know."
"Appeared?"
"yeah."
Rex nodded slowly and boomed:
"I assumed you weren't from here."
"Where do such ideas come from?"
"The Alliance couldn't produce a trained Soul Healer. People don't even know about the existence of people like you." The Krogan shifted his heavy gaze to Liara. "I've heard that the Asari have someone like that, but they're nowhere near the true capabilities of a Healer."
Op-pa on... What interesting facts have suddenly surfaced...
"What makes you think I'm a Soul Healer?"
"I've been watching you work. I heard the words. Only a Healer can fix the damage done to the mind. You know exactly what you're doing. This is not a rescue based on instincts, but the work of an experienced craftsman who knows what he does and how he does it. You have received a complete and competent education. Not here."
"The logic is impeccable." I spread my hands.
"I don't care how or why you came into our world." Rex said calmly and steadily. "Your actions speak for you. I see what you're fighting for. I can see the decisions you're making. I see how you look at our world."
"How?" I asked with interest.
"As if it were your own home, without dividing it into states and species. And you're ready to defend this house." Rex inclined his head slightly. "I'm ready to stand by your side."
"Thank you, Rex. For..."
Rex waved it away.
"I get you. Don't explain the obvious to me." The Krogan chuckled. "I suppose the crested ones know?"
The Turians grinned in perfect sync. And well, exactly the same! Rex broke into a grin.
"I have no secrets from those who enter my inner circle." I smiled.
"Worthy." The red eyes looked at me with a slight malice. "I can understand your choice. As well as the reason you ran away from the Normandy."
Garrus looked a little embarrassed, which did not escape the eyes of others. Rex laughed out loud, and a moment later we were all laughing. Even Liara and Tali. The thin ice cracked and melted without a trace.
Rex is something! I didn't regret for a moment that I agreed to take him on board then. He's very intelligent, even though he tries to look like a phlegmatic blockhead. Then the conversation turned to meaningless chatter, and we no longer raised serious topics. Just friendly gatherings and conversations about nothing, which ended well after midnight, when we crept into the cabins.
