The offer is obvious, and were Garrot both more trusting of the Wizard and more willing to let his guard down, that would be the end of it. But alas, neither is true.

"What's that gonna do for me?!" He levels a harsh gaze at the poor woman. "He can kill me, you can, your monsters can. And for all I know, you will!" Paranoia is starting to set in, and it's not clear if he ever plans on sleeping again.

"You lie. That's what you do." He takes another deep, shuddering breath. "Why should I trust you?!" A shiver travels down his spine, down his arms, and he very nearly fails to hold his body up. Sheer, stupid willpower is the only thing that's kept him from collapsing, and it's starting to run out.