Garrot's just a ball of frustration waiting to be unraveled so he can finally rest for maybe 0.3 seconds. He wears it on him so obviously that it's almost a visible status effect above his head: "Frustrated"

But the Wizard isn't going to be able to make it easier, because he's asking for a particularly impossible thing.

"Eleven doesn't have a phone, and the animal companions have never met them." She clarifies, watching Garrot.

"I vaguely know where they are, but they won't see me either."