Medically, Garrot absolutely agrees. On both counts. So he sighs, his upper body relaxing as he leans into the pole. Lucky for him, Xaljim's presence is one of the few calming things he can access right now.

"I'll fall apart tonight. I can't be out of commission right now, especially when he wants to kill me." But he does turn his entire body around to face the little monkey.

"Who's here? Are the others okay?"