The tension in the air is palpable, and Luka’s discomfort increases with each passing moment. He wishes he still had some coffee to conveniently distract himself with. The mood of the meeting turning so suddenly has set him on edge and the need to try to defuse the situation in any capacity overtakes him.

“Uh. Yeah. Be safe. We need you in one piece.” He manages, continuing off of Garrot’s words of caution to the Protector.

“Your father was an incredible knight. Everyone who stood against the Wizard has been. You’ll be too.” Luka tries to translate the Protector’s cold detachment into something more palatable as he reaches to place a reassuring hand on Garrot’s shoulder. “I think that’s what he meant to say.”

His last words carry a particular tone - one intended to not so subtly inform the Protector that he should back away from this topic for now.