"Sure, why not. I'm apparently the only one on the planet who actually gives a damn about him anyway," Garth'zel says wearily before sighing and motioning at the door. "May as well let him out. He'll stay with me instead of running."

Once Ezra's out, he's down on one knee to be closer to eye level with him. "Why don't you tell me what happened."

It's an order phrased gently. Time to find out what actually happened.