Seth follows quickly with a nod. Had he known Gyre's thoughts he would have told you that he didn't think much about the cracks themselves, because his mind was too focused on what came after if you touched them. But alas, he wasn't a mind reader.

Still, he makes a point to briefly, gently place a hand on Gyre's arm as the move towards the rocks blocking the other alley, looking at him with a soft, small smile, and an understanding expression.

He would not push Gyre to talk, but if he wanted to at some point, Seth would be happy to listen. He himself hoped someone would do that for him at a later point in time. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold back the myriad of emotions that had been on his mind since yesterday and had even robbed him of sleep, which showed pretty badly as very dark bags under his eyes, forever...but he would hold on to them long enough to not hurt anyone by suddenly unloading on them. He'd quickly been reminded that that wasn't the correct way about things thanks to Zafika.