"Nine made the robots parts, then?" He asks, though the implication is obvious. "And they made that machine for Seven, too. You're lucky to have someone that smart around."

He leans back in the bench, one arm draped over the back of it casually.

"It was... weird, that the Protector wasn't more excited if he thought she was dead. He talked about killing her like it was the only thing that mattered to him, and when he'd supposedly done it he was just as boring as stoic as he always is." Luka is mostly musing out loud, at least not expecting Ten to have any insight into the Protector's mindset. "Well, anyway, the plan... how can I help?"