Gail gave out a weak laugh. He couldn't really imagine being stronger than Garrot, well, ever. He didn't feel strong at all, more teetering on the edge and ready to fall at any second.

"I wouldn't put it like that. I mean, what other options I have? Run around here drunk and get killed by a monster because I'm not sober to notice the danger? Or cause trouble for others with my drunken fumblings? No, I can't do that." He tried his best to explain, before getting caught unguarded by the kind of awkward half hug. Which honestly wasn't That Bad.

"I... Well... I wouldn't be able to do this back home. I don't have that kind of, chance, there."