Rico is the best, for all his bluster. Immaculate scores all around, from an institution of violence. His tutors talk of an overconfidence problem, and he seems like he wouldn't be able to hold his head up under the weight of his own ego, but that ego is based on genuine results. His irritating cockiness rests on the ability to carry out his threats, and knowing it.

Rico snarls as the daystick bounces off the barrier. He hadn't expected the alien to be capable of such fine control over his constructs, and he wants to see blood now. But as unexpected as it is, he lets the momentum carry him just out of the rather long reach of Garrus's uppercut. And then all of a sudden, it seems like they're in the perfect position for some ironic revenge.

Thank you. Rico thinks, with an eager anticipation. For meeting me on my own level.

He brings his knee shooting up towards Garrus's jaw, with all the ill-feeling he has inside him.