Garrot finds himself rolling his eyes; he didn't expect anything else. He's changed plenty in the years since his father died. Even someone as stubborn and uncompromising as the Protector could be different if you go far back enough. And it makes the transition into casually murdering people all the more exhausting to think about.

"So who was he back then?" He pauses for a beat, letting the question settle before he pushes further. "And who were you?"