"It's been forty years, how have you never met them if they can send us through time?!" Garrot throws his hands in the air, clearly a little exasperated. Poor guy needs to strap some giga drills to his metaphorical car. But then he brings a hand to his chin, raising an eyebrow in overblown suspicion.

"So are you avoiding them, or are they avoiding you?" Avoidance is the only explanation he can come up with, and thinking on it harder would risk empathizing with literally the worst being ever.