Somehow, accepting that he had a teenage daughter from an alternate universe was a lot easier than accepting that his teenage daughter was dating. But he'd been expecting it.
He was quiet for a while. Gar wasn't really the first person he'd pick for his daughter to date. He'd probably want her dating someone like--no. He wasn't going to finish that thought. And he didn't like that pause before 'dating', either.
"He's going to treat you with respect," he said finally. "I don't care if he's playful or a joker or a goddamn hyena, he's not gonna be making comments in front of me or your mother or the rest of the world. If I hear one word about locker room talk, I'm gonna cram his face in a wall." He probably wouldn't. And Rose could certainly handle herself. That was one reason he was as okay with this as he was.
He didn't really trust Gar. But he trusted Rose. At least, he was pretty sure he did.