While that hand was gentle on first touch, there's a moment of shaky wavering the moment Gyre tenses. For all the force in his approach, this isn't how he wanted to do this.

But he had to do everything he could to hide this from the people, from the animals, from anyone who could say a word to the Protector. He just hopes Gyre could understand, later. In the meantime, that hand gently pushes on Gyre's shoulder, guiding them both around a corner and out of sight of basically everyone.

"You shouldn't have had to go through that. I know you, I should've had a better plan for you, I-" The words come tumbling out, not anxious enough to be frantic, but fast, until he catches himself. Garrot needs to stay in complete control of this situation and himself.

"I'm sorry." As he says those sobering words so readily, he gives his friend's shoulder a light squeeze. "We can talk when we're upstairs, okay?" Garrot gestures to a door down the hall. Elevators can break down. Trap people. Nobody's taking those today.