Garrot nods at the gestures; good to know. But that suspicion... it makes him chuckle. Smirk, even.

"An apology to the Protector with a little information." He shrugs, unconcerned. "Nothing he couldn't figure out if he decided to look at someone instead of down on them. It'll inflate his ego." The others were very transparent with their hopes and motivations. Garrot's, of course, changed on a dime, and that's his little secret for now. "But if he's a bad idea, ask the Princess to deliver it instead." The wheels keep turning, and another sigh slumps his shoulders a bit.

"Can we trust the other companions to deliver letters to their Knights?" He brings a hand to his beard, gently scratching at his jawline with his claws. Garrot is very casual about all this; is it the sedative? "Or are you gonna pull a Protector and say you're the only one I can trust?"