Garrot is a little on the dim side sometimes, but even he can see what she's getting at. They didn't start trying to save worlds in a vacuum, they had people cheering them on. And by the sounds of it, it was everyone they'd ever met.

Kind of like how everyone cheers on the heroes each year. It's obvious pressure, the sort of thing that'll only get worse after twelve other planets.

"So what was he like before you got here?" There's a beat of pause, during which Garrot just sighs. "The Protector, I mean."