That shrug is lost on Luka, but at this point he's used to the Child not answering some of his questions.

"So... we can go with you to the Protector and the Wizard's original planet. And if it's destroyed, you can mend it." Luka repeats back, trying to sort everything out. "To be honest, the idea of that scares the shit out me."

He idly stirs his drink with a straw.

"Hey... should I call you 'the Child'? That's what everyone calls you, but you said you aren't one, so... do you have a proper name? Or a title?"