There's hardly a moment to acknowledge the Wizard's downright odd response before Five drops that particular bombshell. Luka had been ready to roll his eyes and assume Five was just messing with him, but then Gyre doesn't even deny it? He recoils his hand further, clutching it to his chest with his other hand defensively.

"Twelve's... vomit." He repeats, incredulous. "Healed you?"

He blinks, waiting for clarification that will maybe never come. There's a dozen more questions he could ask about the concept, but he lets the first one hang in the air as he feels the burn again and weighs his options.

"Does it work instantly?"