Garrot can't really do much except choke back a laugh at Matilda's little quip. Sure, she's of age but... she's still so young and naive! But he knows how easy it can be to ruffle the Dog Knight's feathers, so he lays off. Mostly to get to the bottom of those goggles, and because it's obvious the attention is not on him.

"Your social media posts make it obvious that you're a fashion-conscious woman. So why do your outfits include not just goggles, which are as anomalous as you say, but a set with pink lenses? Seems like there's a story to tell." There's a beat, and a slight shift in the angle of Miri's camera. She's got a pen and paper, apparently about to take notes. Garrot, upon seeing this, just rolls his eyes and chuckles. Pushy, intrusive Garrot is showing zero signs of wanting to pushily intrude. Instead, he just takes out his other phone with his other hand and, holding it halfway up his chest so Matilda can't see, types a quick message.

"But please share whatever you're comfortable with, I don't mean to pry of course." And then Miri just tilts her head slightly and bats her eyelashes. She absolutely means to pry, she'll just be charming about it. Then, as if her phone just previewed a text message on her end, the elf's eyes dart up to skim it, and then there's the slightest roll as they focus back on those goggles.