Garrot looks absolutely disgusted. There's the word again. Us. He'll push his luck, but only because it's better than his claws pushing on her windpipe in frustration.

"Us like you and the monsters or you and the Protector?" He breathes out through his nose, sounding like a wild animal backed into a corner, about to charge. Garrot's trying to keep his cool, but this is a lot. He's glad some of the other Knights didn't have to deal with this shit. "What would've ended the world before all of you showed up?"