Well... Garrot will get to feel the heat of Gyre nearly physically detonating in rage on his back then. He cannot believe the absolute gall Garrot has to shake his head like that, and his whole body tightens up like a spring, shoulders rising, hands balling into fists so hard he nearly slices open his palms.

This man just tried to insist that things might go poorly. That he should expect less of his fellow knights. This man started trying to predict the future, which is foolish at the best of times, and when Gyre played the same fucking game and made his own predictions, this fucking man has the pure, unfiltered arrogance to imply that he is the one assuming the worst.

This is a lot of feelings to have all at once. He likely wouldn't be able to say any of them cleanly in his own language, much less after translating it through Amarosian and then into Common.

"You--! 《Fucking》--" is about all he manages, slipping into his own language for that cuss there. All he manages after that is just snarling at him, raising his hands to his face and digging his nails into his forehead to try to calm himself. He can't hit this man. He wants to physically fight this man, and he can't. His shoes nearly screech on the road as he turns with sudden force, and stomps the fuck away. He is absolutely done with Garrot for a little bit!