Garrot, naturally, is the same way. He snoops and pries and digs but he literally hides his love life from his own children. Woe to whoever falls into the crosshairs of both of these idiot men.

"What? No." He chuckles, brushing off the assumption. "I'm like the heir to MurtaCorp, medicine was always on the table." As it turned out, it was upsettingly easy for him to become a doctor, given those connections.

"The monks helped me realize the privileges I had and how much I wanted to leverage them." He's surprisingly calm about that admission. "So yeah, they're cool. Some of 'em can even beat me in a fight, too." Garrot has shifted right back to smugness, because that's a hell of a statement to make! Pride be damned, he thinks his warrior monk pals are just the coolest.