"Pffffft, if you two wanna hang back and rip each others' clothes off, be my guest!" Focus on bad jokes, Garrot, and not on the infinite void beneath you or the dead bodies ahead. He doesn't want to look closer at the dead Knights, to see how many had wounds that could be from the Protector's rapier. Part of him, deep down, knows the answer already.
He needs to put off his anger for as long as possible. Garrot's embracing the effects of the sedative completely, in hopes his body just... forgets it needs to grieve all over again.
"But seriously, how's my ass look from over there? Should I wiggle it a bit?" Garrot is completely and utterly serious about that, and he's even hooked his legs from the knees down under the walkway. Sure, it's to help stabilize him and let his lower half do scooting motions while the upper half keeps crawling, but it also shows off his butt. (Un)luckily, he's already about two thirds of the way across.
Plus, he's more than willing to distract those two from the same inky death pit and dead bodies he's trying to ignore.
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He needs to put off his anger for as long as possible. Garrot's embracing the effects of the sedative completely, in hopes his body just... forgets it needs to grieve all over again.
"But seriously, how's my ass look from over there? Should I wiggle it a bit?" Garrot is completely and utterly serious about that, and he's even hooked his legs from the knees down under the walkway. Sure, it's to help stabilize him and let his lower half do scooting motions while the upper half keeps crawling, but it also shows off his butt. (Un)luckily, he's already about two thirds of the way across.
Plus, he's more than willing to distract those two from the same inky death pit and dead bodies he's trying to ignore.