And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence / The eye of Reason may pry in upon us.

O nyce men, why nake ye youre bakkes?

The setting was elaborate, because that was the woman’s style, but the bracelet’s central feature was the row of modest, unfaceted, cabochon-cut moonstones.

Liara: Although we seek to understand other species, it seems few of them seek to understand us. The galaxy is filled with rumors and misinformation about my people. Shepard: Like what? Liara: Most of the inaccuracies are centered around our mating rituals. My species is mono-gendered. Male and female have no real meaning for us. Liara: We still require a partner to reproduce. This second parent, however, may be of any species and any gender.