Matilda basically stops breathing at that wink, and she vaguely wonders how anyone managed to survive being raised in that house. Between Garrot, and this magical woman on the other end-- Matilda can only bob her head up and down in agreement. She has no idea how she's going to keep him out of trouble, but it's now her sworn duty.

She makes a quiet squeak of a noise as Garrot flexes, leaning slightly away from him-- but she seems to be in too much of a daze to respond, as she can't help but let her mind wander to imagine Miri and Garrot fighting and Miri winning and---

Poor Matilda indeed.