"I have four kids. Two of 'em are teenagers." Garrot chuckles a bit at that, because yes, he's pretty used to bullshit. "You and Olivia can figure out what you know for sure, and then after we meet with the Protector we'll, y'know, see if anything makes sense." But then Garrot'll put a half-step of distance between them.

"Should we catch up with the others?"