"Only because she provoked it." Luka says indignantly, though he keeps his voice low to match Gyre's. "And I wasn't really going to do anything. I told her as much and I was serious. It was all talk until she threw stuff at me, but whatever, fine."

He wordlessly makes use of the handkerchief, finally returning his face to a respectable state. It hasn't had a good past couple of days. When finished, he holds it out expecting someone to take it off of his hands.

"I want to be in the group with Ten, then. Besides, I doubt she'd answer any of my questions."