Haizea rolls her eyes at the tantrum. Classic Garrot! She pulls her legs in and sits cross legged on the beach chair before responding to him.

"Maybe she's avoiding us tonight," Haizea muses. "Trying to dodge questions about all that time travel bullshit today, maybe?" She frowns here, thinking about what she witnessed back in the past.

"Did, uh. Did any of you guys touch those floating pillar things?"