Xaljim's on his third rotation at this point, squinting as Garrot does that quick mental math. That's not the important part here. But then Garrot fractures and Xaljim... really doesn't want to share the information. He lets his eyes drift anywhere but Garrot as he answers.

"He went his own way, he sought his own answers." He gives, before switching back to the other topic.

"They made a bunch of us, there are monsters now, the world keeps trying to end, all because they tried some world-saving nonsense." And he folds his arms tightly, looking incredibly grumpy about those facts.