Good luck processing, Garrot. Prior knights had had similar issues with processing the information, too. At least the ones that had been able to hear it. Or the ones that wanted to. But those were a lot of dead knights in the past at this point.

Sxicq spends the time that Garrot spends eating by demolishing what's left of their meal. By the time he speaks again, they're stacking their empty plates in front of them. Xaljim nods when Garrot repeats "a planet" but rolls his eyes at Garrot's next question.

"You can't be this thick, can you? I know you know enough to draw your own conclusions." He says, before smirking.

"You don't need to hear me say ███████ ███ ████." He says, the horrible screeching sound coming out of his mouth. He knew he'd get screeched for that one, and he used it to make a point that he can't answer that.