Sorry buddy, the knights have to be mean. Granted, Gyre does pause a moment longer then he probably ought to. There's something so peaceful about this little eyeball thing sitting and staring at the sky. It seems almost sapient in that moment, showing a curiosity he definitely didn't expect out of a monster.

He tilts his head, humming softly, "That's interesting." He glances out of the corner of his eye at Luka on the roof beside him, and he's reminded why he came here in the first place. This thing is going to hurt people, or if it doesn't, then its master will. He huffs a breath out of his nose, and looks down to see the monster far closer to Olivia that he had intended for it to get. He needs to go now.

He draws his bow with this clean, smooth motion, the string creaking softly under the tension. He breathes in. Out. In again. And fires. It's just like any other hunt, and that eye is far larger then the targets he usually has to hit.

[Gyre fires a metal arrow at the monster's eye]