Garrot, both he and his clone, cannot help but giggle mischievously as Luka begins to lean back. Neither was planning anything, and in fact the support-clone had his hand an inch from the Princess's back the entire time. But as Luka's feeling of Nope hits him, the support Garrot moves in close, gently pressing a palm against Luka's back, just to be safe. The clones look at each other uncomfortably as the otherwise dignified and composed, world-famous Luka Eutychia clings to his shoulders like a scared child.

As Luka starts to laugh, so too do both Monkey Knights. Loud, booming, and absolutely at ease. A moment of levity does wonders in the face of constant, life-threatening danger.

"Aw man..." The carrying-Garrot says, shaking his head. "I shoulda dropped you a little!" That in mind, he does take a moment to move a hand from one of Luka's legs to his lower back, to make sure he's stable. He's only kind of joking.

"Are you sure you wanna stay up there?" The support Garrot chimes in, gently placing a hand on Luka's upper arm. He thinks better of the shoulder, if only because it could be a fall hazard. "We can try something else if you want."

Garrot has four kids, he is entirely unfazed by this.