"Yeah, sorry about that," Garin said, largely unrepentant but still somehow actually meaning it. "I've just thought about doing it for years. Don't plan on doing it again."
Because really, he didn't have any particular need for it. And he hadn't even really needed to. But damn had it felt good.
"Random punches in the face, how are you getting along?" He was taking an actual shot at being helpful. Wouldn't necessarily work, but hey. At least he couldn't be accused of being rude.
... aside from that whole assault thing. Details, details.