At first, there's a glimmer of hope as Garrot hears his father's name come out of the Protector's mouth. He knows him, remembers him enough to get his name right, and then-

"You-" Garrot stops himself, restrains his outburst despite wide eyes and bared fangs. His hands ball into fists so tight that his claws pierce the skin of his palms, and his jaw is so tight it could snap bones. But he takes a deep breath in, a deep breath out. This is not the time to go berserk and get yourself killed, Garrot. It's time to get answers.

"So what did he do?" The words are snarled through grit teeth, but his jaw loosens enough that his next statement is absolutely clear. "How were you disappointed by a pacifist who survived until the final monster?"