"Yes. You're going to let her," he says with this calm, cool air, like he's never been more certain of anything in his life. As he speaks, his brow furrows slightly and he raises a wall directly beside Luka. If he continues moving to circle around Gyre, he'll smoosh himself right into it.

Gyre takes the moment he thinks he's going to get here to turn halfway towards Five, keeping Luka in his peripheral in case the man surprises him. He reaches under the collar of his vest and draws an amethyst on a gold chain out from under his shirt. He darts a hand forward, taking Five's arm and setting the shiny little bundle into her palm, offering her this uncertain smile.

"Just bring it back when you're ready, okay? You or them," he says quickly, and he's not going to hear a word of protest on the subject! He's not interested in dying at Luka's hand, if it gets to a fight, so he's taking the option off the table, even if he knows it will put him on a timeline once Five gets out of here.

With that done, he faces the Princess fully, stance firm and strong and ready. "Stand down, Princess."