"That's what Ten said, too, just..." He sighs, his eyes going right to the ground as that smothering concern continues to fill his body. "...They've been dying for forty years, and they're intelligent, and..." Garrot's quite happy that Gyre got Luka on the same page, but the realization that the monsters have been dying for years when they didn't have to, that they may have said something but they didn't, or couldn't have, it hits him like a truck. They're like storybook caged fighters in a colosseum, and that, it-

"If they don't need to die, then we keep them alive." His voice has that same sharpness that Gyre's had moments ago- they're on the same page for once. But Garrot chuckles, a smirk growing at the edge of his lips despite the topic. "Do no harm applies to monsters now." Garrot never thought he'd say that, obviously.

"Thanks for... for doing all that. Talking to Luka." He was of the same murderous mind before, but all it took was one conversation with Ten to plant the seeds of doubt. Most people wouldn't die if given the option, so now that there is an option... Well, except in Twelve's case. Twelve is an exception to the rule. Garrot will gladly kill, or at least mortally maim, Twelve as soon as the chance presents itself. But Gyre doesn't need to know about that.