Kirk had offered to go a few rounds with Garrus. Of course, he knew that he wasn't about to be unprofessional about the match, he knew that doing lasting damage certainly wasn't the main goal of sparring. But to his word he would be waiting for Kirk, or anyone for that matter to drag him out to the mats to throw a few punches.

He felt slightly strange not seeing many aliens on the ship, him being one of the most obvious on board. Watching the mats was always entertaining to see the various states of undress that humans seemed to prefer when doing any kind of physical activity. He was personally one to keep his jumpsuit on and not give his opponent the upper hand.