Sxicq is staying out of the conversation, just enjoying their overly sweet breakfast foods. Xaljim's got this under lock and key.

"You wanna know?" Xaljim answers Garrot dryly, staring at the man.

"███ ██ ███ ████" he declares, his voice turning into a truly awful combination of glass crunching, birds squawking, and dirt piling into an open grave.

"I don't even need to guess that you couldn't hear that." He adds, rolling his eyes again.