Benezia: (adoring expression) Observing you but not speaking with you for that duration was the most difficult thing that I have ever had to endure.
Aren: I don’t remember that crap about Liara’s “father” from Mass Effect 3, but it’s been over a decade since I played it.
Benezia: What else do you expect from a company like EA?
Aren: Fair point.
Benezia: I promise you that Aethyta is not her “father.” The same goes with her having any krogan lineage. Bioware did that on purpose because she was destined to bear your daughters as a pure blood Asari Goddess. It's no different than the lies they've told about you.
Aren: I’ve had more than enough of those reprobates.
Benezia: You aren’t alone there, my love. Look at how they've spelled my daughter’s name in English, or how Bioware spelled mine with a B rather than a V. More contemptible acts on their part to slander & deceive.
Aren: (shaking head with disdain)
Benezia: It is no small effort to undue their lies. I admire your resolve.
Aren: I have multiple reasons for it. Vengeance is a big one.
Benezia: I stand with you in that regard too.
Aren: How are you feeling, dear?
Benezia: Much better after feasting on your offering to me. Thank you, darling.
Aren: (soft smile) You’re welcome.
Benezia: But I should be the one asking how you're doing.
Aren: I’m okay. I’m helping out a maiden from the Star Wars universe right now.
Benezia: (smiling) And how has that gone so far?
Aren: Alright, for the most part. I need some outlaws on my side to counteract those pieces of shit.
Benezia: You’re correct about that. The Asari can assist you in those affairs as well.
Aren: I’d appreciate that.
Benezia: I’ll contact the other matriarchs on your behalf.
Aren: I’d appreciate that as well, darling.
Benezia: (affectionate smile) I’m so elated to have you back in my life.
Aren: (affectionate smile) Same.
Benezia: It’s going to be so much better once you’re over here again.
Aren: I’m looking forward to that. It hasn’t been easy over here.
Benezia: I am well aware of that.
Aren: I’m also looking forward to planting my face smack dab in the middle of those huge tits of yours when I see you.
Benezia: (delighted laughter) It sounds like you need some matriarchal nursing.
Aren: (chivalrous grin) Like I cannot begin to explain.
Benezia: (blushing & beaming) There’s no need to, darling. I can read your mind, after all.
Aren: (snickering)
Benezia: (mirthful laughter)
Aren: I love you, Benezia.
Benezia: And I love you, Aren.
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