A one word answer, one that's incredibly uninformative, prompts a groan from Garrot. He'd facepalm if it wouldn't leave him particularly vulnerable. He didn't know what he was expecting, but it should've been this.

"Is it because I'm a Knight, or do they have a grudge against someone they've never met?" The irony of that statement is entirely lost on Garrot, sadly. His free hand, however, reaches into one of his pockets, but he doesn't pull the rectangular mass out yet. This is still an enemy!

"Would texting be easier? I have two phones." He'll absolutely play nice if it gets him the info he needs for a leg up in his blood feud against Twelve...