[ Garrot tenses up a bit at the line of questioning, but since he's a big guy it's not hard to notice. He knows where this could probably go, and he wants to try and keep the negative, Wizard-associated emotions in check. They're in public, after all! ]

I've gone a few times over the last like decade. For work. [ A beat- Olivia barely knows his name, let alone what goes into his work. ] So we could see firsthand what the Knights and Princess had to deal with, medically. You can't pack for a trip if you don't know where you're going! [ That is a fucking horrible metaphor and he knows it, but he's trying! And then, as an offhand remark he keeps going. ]

And I was here twenty-nine years ago. [ It's an oddly specific number considering how vague he was about work. Their margaritas are both refilled, and Garrot immediately takes a drink from his. ]