Garrot knew he was a big guy, it wasn't something he often forgot. But the fact that he's too big for Gail to safely carry him? That hurts. Mostly because it's an inconvenience. So he and his team have stopped in an alleyway leading to the boardwalk, so they can at least catch their breath before they're in danger.

"So what's the plan? I can distract it on my own if I have to," he waves with the poleax he's acquired when nobody was looking, holy shit, "but what do you two wanna do?" Really, he just wants to know those two won't charge in if he's waving around a long, bladed weapon.

"Unless we want to ride Gail together?" Garrot chuckles, because he may not take that suggestion seriously. And it may or may not have connotations. But hey, jokes are good for morale!