He wasn't expecting fingers in his hair, a ruffle like his dad used to give him. Ezra blinks, caught off guard and left uncertain how to interpret that. Good thing he's got a question to answer to distract him. He lifts one shoulder in a shrug that lets him stay where he is, and if Garth'zel wants to keep his hand on Ezra's head, he... he's okay with that.

"I'm used to it. And... an' it's better already anyway, 'cause you cleaned them."