As much as Garrot wants to have any kind of warm and affectionate reaction, that dismissive response sends him right into, well, Parental Mode. His eyes get big, his ears comically droop, and his frown is impossible to ignore. You just ripped the wind from this man's sails, Gyre.

"All of us? What about you?" That hand moves from Gyre's back to a shoulder, and the only reason Garrot's other hand doesn't follow suit is because otherwise he'd start hugging. Hard. "You get to do whatever you want, too." Don't exclude yourself just because you're dead, Gyre!