Luka's still processing the past few minutes as Rory scoops him up into a hug. The sudden heat, the screeching, the sounds--- the smells. Oh god, the smells. But whatever Luka had done had seemed to help, as the pull of the monster had disappeared.

"I don't know what that was. It felt great, though."

After Rory set him down, Luka turns in Gyre's direction. "Are you covered in it's guts? It smells putrid."