Garrot wanted to be nice and polite to the strongest monster of the group, but when she froze his body like a certain, deceased Snake Knight, it only served to piss him off. He doesn't very much enjoy being restricted by magical means by someone he's forcing himself to trust. So all that exasperation comes flooding to the forefront as she starts to fade!

"Oh no you don't!" One hand balls into a fist as he waves it around in the space once occupied by those eyes of hers, as if to rattle her brain or pound on her skull. "I thought you killed my father for almost three decades and now you're just gonna run away?! You're the disappointment!" Garrot's snarling, this temper tantrum of his is so bad. Though of course, he'd been trying to temper his very conflicted emotions about the monster he believed killed his father for so long. Twelve and the Wizard, they'd been the epicenter of his fury and hatred for so long. So he pivots back towards Twelve's door and obnoxiously knocks on it! Three times! Mimic it and tell him you're not leaving, Twelve!

"Get back here right fucking now or I'll kick your fucking door down and wait for your godsdamned ass to get back here!" Garrot is yelling, no sense of respect or decorum like he had... ten seconds ago. He takes a breath, if only to keep himself from just loosing a barbaric howl into the simulated sky. "And when you get back, you better believe I'll kick your fucking ass up and down this stupid garden!"

This is not going how he expected it to. At all. And it's obvious how desperately angry he is. Embarrassing, really.