“Heh,” Luka laughs, a bit defeated. “I’ll be seeing him tonight but... Olivia will be there, too. We’re both supposed to bring another Knight we trust. I don’t know who I’ll be bringing yet.”

Luka's gaze drifts to the crackling campfire, looking as though he wants to say something more. He wonders whether it would be wise to ask Gyre’s opinion on the matter of who to bring, but decides not to mention any further details.

“Do you still want to hear me sing?” He asks, bringing his attention back to Gyre.