"Long enough our phones are blowing up, for sure." Garrot groans, clearly displeased with the entire situation. But his focus catches onto that wince, and his expression grows serious. A moment later, a hand is removing his medical pack from his backside, brushing off the sand and-

"Here" is all he says as he lobs a bottle towards her jacket. It's a cream, labelled For Aloe-tta Sunburn. Garrot apparently trusts Joanna to figure it out on her own, because he doesn't really stop talking.

"How are you holding up so far?" A beat, because she seems kind of done in by some sunburn. Perks of him being covered in hair and sporting genes from a hunter species, Garrot figures. "Are you... doing okay?"

Aside from the sunburn, clearly.