Luka laughs aloud at Garrot's suggestion, his mood lightening. "You function as a personal ski-lift as well? You really are a man of many talents, aren't you?"

When his next question recalls the events of the previous afternoon, Luka's demeanor grows more serious.

"Ahh, you mean this?" He says, gesturing vaguely toward his face but turning away from Garrot's direction as if to hide the damage. "Water under the bridge. For now. If it leaves any permanent disfiguring, I'm sending my lawyers after Gyre."

The last part is a joke, an attempt to avoid the details of their fight at the hospital. He knew Gyre had nothing to sue for, anyway. He'd been to his camp.

"I should be asking how you're holding up. I heard you were laid up in the hospital."