Luka has hardly a moment to process Zafika's explanation before he's pulled down with Gyre. As he kneels by the rubble and tries to collect himself, his first instinct is to instead reach for Gyre rather than search the rubble for his head.

"Wait, headless? Literally?" His hands are reaching out in Gyre's direction, for his shoulders, searching for his neck. He had to confirm that what's he'd hearing is actually happening.