Garrus took pride in his ability to calibrate, always ensuring the technology around him was in top condition. However, he was used to guns and weapons more than this. This was foreign to him. The heating systems of a house wasn’t like that of a gun.

He let out an annoyed little breath, cursing when his claw was zapped by excess electricity. Spirits, why did humans have to be so complicated with their technology?

“I can’t fix it,” he scowled, rather upset at the fact. He was mostly whining, though. He shook himself in frustration. “It’s too cold!”