Garrot just groans loudly at the response. It's not... well, it's the sort of thing he'd say if someone asked him that question and he was trying to lighten the mood.

"No, I mean..." He shakes his head, and the oven mitts disappear. He doesn't really need them anymore. "He was trying to control Seven. Since he gave me that power boost, is there any way he can use it to control me?" A beat passes, and he feels the need to clarify. "With magic. Against my will. Like Seven."