Luka is surprised and relieved to hear Gyre return. His presence relaxed the lingering tension of dealing with the Wizard one on one.

"They're all alive." Luka confirms, before taking a sip from the coffee mug. Surprisingly, the added sugar and milk were the perfect ratio to suit his tastes. "Or, so I hear."

It felt intrusive, somehow, inserting himself into a conversation between Gyre and the Wizard. It still felt like a place that he intrinsically didn't belong.

"Not everyone can get shot in the head and just bounce back like it's nothing." He adds. "A mortal wound is a mortal wound... in most cases."