"I'm sure you will, once this is all over." Garrot laughs, shrugging his shoulders a bit. He wouldn't let his family come with him for this, but he wouldn't be surprised if Sly had already acquired a small plane or boat in hopes of visiting the island before the victory parties even started. "And where do you think he got the scars from? The biggest, craziest things on this planet, obviously. Shit I wouldn't want to take on." That's of course because he's more willing to fight humanoids than uh acid-spitting sand-centipedes or whatever the fuck.

"I don't get lonely, though..." He sighs, calm and dreamy. "I'm his boss. I'm pretty sure he's needed to take a few vacations from me!" Garrot is blissfully unaware of the number of anti-Garrot vacations that his fiance has taken over the years, that said... "Unless... you had a different kind of loneliness in mind?"

The tone in his voice makes it very clear he's referencing The Bone Zone. He's a horny old man, Luka.