matriarchh
“Mother, look what I found!” The little asari is a mess; her hands are covered in dirt to the point where it’s hard to see the blue skin underneath, and the knees of her pants are just as filthy. But she has a bright grin on her face, and a stone about the size of her fist clutched between her small hands. She holds out her find for her mother to see. “It’s a fossil, I think!”










